Only a Look and a Voice

Samuel

"I suppose we'll see, then. It does bring me hope, the things you can't see. That one day you might find a way to entirely restore your sight." He added hopefully. Sam wasn't sure if it was possible, but Remi seemed the kind of person for whom things would work out in the end, he thought.

Into the Spire...? Remi seemed to not want to linger on the point so he didn't ask, but it was clear from his surprised expression he had not been expecting the words. Sam didn't know the purpose of the Spire beyond what it had already been used for; had expected that after the barrier fell it would only stand to collect dust in the middle of the Hollowed Grounds.

He watched Remi lay back and then followed suit, laying next to him and staring up at the dim sky. "Breathing down your neck...? Have things gotten worse quickly? I did not want to stay to find out. Do...do you think she'll really be Queen? Or at least...I suppose she already is Queen." Sam paused to work out what he meant. "Do you think she'll be Queen for long?"

And it's hard to write about being happy
'Cause the older I get

I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject