Rebuilding What Was Lost

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "You d-don't...remember Loren or Ianto?" As horrible as the situation was and even though he would feel some guilt for this later, Sam felt a petty and sly joy at Remi's forgetting the men he had been considering his competition. While he'd liked the affection for Loren to leave without Remi's memory of him, it was still a bit of a victory to take among all the pain. "...M..more than a friend." He hoped the reminder would not panic Remi further. "I...s-suppose Ludo replaced..your m-memories, in..instead of just erasing them." He said, with a frown. At least Remi had some kind of reference point for what he was talking about, but it just made him feel like he was lying, implanting himself into tales where he didn't belong. Skipping over what had happened in Remi's hospital bed the first time he visited, Sam continued. "Then...u-um...my family...you sp-spoke up to my father. No one does that. It was...amazing." A proud smile played about his lips at this, Sam speaking quietly as if he was still worried his father was going to smash through the wall any second. "Then...well, y-you started staying over sometimes, then it wa-was Longnight...we mo-mostly spent it together in the temple. You...you made us a little b-bed. In the alcoves. Do you remember that?" — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.