The Disappearing Light

"Oh.." Sam replied, unsure of what to make of Jigano's answer. There were always those worse off, wasn't there? Did he mean someone specific? Sam was sure there was a lot of hardship on Caido at the moment (there always was) but not of anyone known to him. He cleared away the blankets that made up the bed so there was room for them both to sit, talk. "Oh, no. I've been helping an Outlander man, newly arrived here. He needed somewhere to stay. But he... isn't here much. " Sam shrugged. If he had known Jigano supposed the bed was for Remi he would have been rather embarrassed, immediately reminded of his diaries recollections of the last time he'd stayed over... not in a separate bed at all. "Jigano..." When Sam sat and reached for his trusty teapot he got his first real look at his friend and the sight made him frown. "I'm fine, but I suspect you are not. What is the matter? Has something happened to the Guild? Or... to Rory?" 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