Shade in the Shadows

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "You might not have said it. But you're not the first one to bring this up to me, as if it's obvious." He sighed, shook his head and pushed his hands through his hair, staring off through the shelves. "You think that your Gods are better than mine. I know that. But does that immediately mean my Goddess has to be the cause of problems here?" Sam began to climb down the ladder. "I assume by her 'eating and killing' organic life, you mean the Ascended? I'm not dead, Amalia." Stood before her, Sam held out his arms. [b]"It isn't the same as your blood. But it's fine for me and..and you can't understand how it feels to have The Voice love you." She likely never would, having well and truly chosen her corner by now, and Sam almost pitied her for it. "I am not going to admit to spreading the blight and I am not going to blame my Goddess for it either. If you want to ask me to be Provost, ask Jigano first." With that said he tried to walk past her, towards the exit. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.