Sam
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Remi admitted he was more closed off now, and Sam could only hope that was not because of him. He would not want to think himself the cause of someone shutting themself away the way he often did, feeling ashamed and secretive over the elements of their personality that made them the most human. His worry bled across the bond without him meaning it to.
It was distracted away by the sudden adrenaline though, Sam sitting up a little to smile at Remi, his little nose twitching. I'm fine. And if I fall...if I turn to me midair, it is not so far, right? It would probably still hurt, but they weren't so high up he'd think he'd have lasting damage. Still, he didn't want to try it out, so he shuffled back up into a more stable position.
When Remi confessed that Sam could still bite (and, if he understood the implication, bite him) he was so shocked he nearly fell off the branch regardless. You...would let me do that to you? I thought it would be decidedly off limits now. He could not help the embarrassing hopefulness rise in him, that he knew Remi would feel.
As for The Voice's reasonings, Remi could well have been right, but Sam was now distracted away from philosophical concerns. I do not feel better than others because I have Ascended. I wonder if anyone else does.
