Trying My Best (OPEN)

Sam was relieved to hear Jigano would not keep the metal from him. As much as he had had harsh words with the man today, he didn't know how else he would gather the crucial ingredient to heal...perhaps it was selfish of him, but his desperation to have his hand whole again trumped a lot of guilt or qualms about correctness in his mind. He was less confident than Jigano that the Gods would not send them against him simply on principle but he said nothing of it, hoping deeply that the bard was right. "I believe she means no harm. I wouldn't do it if I didn't." Sam repeated, staring at the descending pillar and to the sky above. He hadn't expected Jigano to actually ask anything of him, not after their argument, but he had meant what he'd said. "Yes? What is it?" Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child