To find forgiveness in the weeds
"Could you...tell me of one of those plagues? I think if people tried to use the Blight against me, it might be useful to have an example to show them your point." He asked, hoping to have a more formulated argument to use when his friends inevitably tried to turn him away from The Voice again.
He closed his eyes at the brightness of the light and felt something change within his mind; whenever The Voice upgraded him Sam felt both in awe of the intimacy of the action, yet also terrified of the way she could so easily reach inside his head and do whatever she pleased.
"I will see if anyone would like to come with me and help. Thank you." Sam smiled at his Goddess, happy to have a task to complete for her. "I'm working on getting the items for my fingers, too. Before I go, may I drink..?"
