Let it Rain

"I...suppose." Sam considered most negative things that occurred in a five-foot radius of him to be his fault, would have been unable to stop apologising had Jigano actually been hurt. But with him unharmed he could let go of the tension in his chest and only have to think over this moment a hundred times before he could sleep at night. Naming the cube was an entirely new idea. Sam stared at it for a moment, dismissing his first thoughts of 'heavy-cube' and 'metal-surprise' as dumb and wondering what on earth he would call it. "...Janet." He eventually mumbled, the corners of his mouth turning up as he made the joke. Sam went to pour himself some more tea, but when he lifted the kettle he found it empty. Had they really been talking so long...? "Perhaps I should be going...I value my rest at the moment." He said as he stood, suddenly looking quite forward to being in bed and thinking over the words exchanged. Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child