For Science

SAMUEL After their pleasant flight, the awkwardness of the biting at the Labyrinth seemed unimportant now to Sam in regards to his relationship with Remi. He was really beginning to feel like things could work out between them, differently from last time too: Here the building blocks of their foundations were more that of connection and friendship, of required communication. His hopefulness followed him to Remi's shop, where he fiddled with the cube in his pocket for just a moment before entering; he knew his new voice would likely draw a reaction (or at least, he hoped Remi would notice) and he wasn't sure if it would be a positive one. Remi before had been supportive if cautious of his decision to ask The Voice for help. Remi now...would he think Sam had been faking it before? There was only one way to find out. He opened the door to Remi's alchemy store and taking the cube out, spoke out into the space. "Remi! It's me, Samuel. I came to test out the item we found, like we said...?" I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again