faith be my shield

Samuel Tell me little dear if you've only lived here, have you ever really lived at all? "...But I can't, because the world isn't how it was when I made my store." Sam sighed, looked Remi up and down with a sarcastic smile on his face. "Now, I almost miss the days in my diaries where the biggest problem was if you actually liked me or not. I'm rather sure you do now, or you wouldn't still talk to me after...well. That." He sighed as he thought of his failed quest. Perhaps Remi had frightened him, but it had never sunk into create an actual fear, because he knew that the lion would never hurt him without reason to, would never be malicious. "Maybe...after Longnight...we might all be able to escape somewhere, with the portal. We could worry about building a new village and nice...domestic things, instead of all this." It sounded like a dream, but it was a nice one to hold onto for the moment. Remi obviously was brave, but Sam didn't have the energy to insist it, just tiredly nodded at the comment about being poor with weapons. Before he could respond, a dagger fell off the wall and he jumped back, blinking at it. "...I...think that's obvious, isn't it?" He tried to joke, the laugh falling a little flat as it was obvious he was scared.