All That Glitters

Sam nodded and after making sure his door was locked (old habits. He'd check it three times sometimes if he hung around his door long enough), began to walk. For a second if he forgot their circumstances it felt almost normal, like he could reach across and grab Remi's hand and smile, and he'd see the familiar spark in his eyes and they'd be them again. But he couldn't forget, not when Remi was so clearly stiff and uncomfortable next to him. Sam sighed and looked up to the dusk sky. He did not care for the dark, ironically, but it was the easiest time for him to travel. "So...um. I..I wan-want you to come with me...b-because I'm going to the...the Labyrinth." He explained, looking to see if this reveal would have any effect on Remi. "I..c-can't quite explain it, but...I've felt a...a drawing to it. I think m-maybe...something to do with The V..the Voice. I need to go there. I d-don't know why." What had begun as a soft scratching at his heart had filtered through Sam's various neurotic tendencies and need for a goal into a absolute need. He thought it was probably obvious why he wanted Remi with him, but he explained anyway, just in case Remi had forgotten more than he thought. "You...a-are strong, and have...good shifts, and I could...oh." He supposed he couldn't take on the powers himself anymore, not without things getting wildly out of hand way too soon. "...Well. Y-you could he..help me. If things got..bad." Samuel At seventeen, I started to starve myself I thought that love was a kind of emptiness And at least I understood then the hunger I felt And I didn't have to call it loneliness