Trying My Best (OPEN)

Taking the bar and holding it reverently, knowing it would give him back his fingers, Sam for a moment wanted to apologise to Jigano, to take it all back, to renounce The Voice then and there in gratitude for his friend's kindness. But his lips wouldn't form the words, not when he didn't really believe them. Instead he took in a steady breath and said simply: "Thank you. Very much." Jigano's request took him by surprise. While he didn't object to the request outright, he certainly had questions. "Um...I...I could do that for you...but...how is it going to stop Wessex from biting you? And...this way won't hurt us or The Voice, right? I don't think you'd do that, but I'd want you to be sure." Whatever Jigano was planning, if it required fluid he was sure it was something assisted by the Old Gods. 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