[PQ] Glitter on the floor after the party

When Sam had first seen the notice in the temple, he had dismissed it. Of course he wouldn't go to help Evie. They were enemies, rivals borne from a terrible place neither of them cared to remember. Interacting with her further would clearly be a painful and awkward reminder of all the ways he came short. But the thought would not leave his mind. He was distracted from work by visions of them working together, becoming closer, becoming friends; of his past traumas being wiped away by new understandings. And on a more practical note, the promise of potions interested him. Just what could Evie do, he wondered? She didn't know of his bookmaking skill just as he didn't know of her talents as an Apothecary. As he arrived he saw Maea enter and he hung back for a moment, feeling suddenly like an unwelcome guest. But he'd come this far, so he had to finish. Sam walked up to Evie's door and peeked around, waving to Maea first then looking to Evie with a small hopeful smile. "...I...I'm here to help." Samuel Another little "nothing ever after", nothing more? And lo, but no! What bliss Another jolly jaunt through the abyss