Sam, finally defeated and accepting he wasn't going to find anything else here (cursing this long dead blacksmith, who hadn't thought to be nice enough to leave some metal laying around in his ceiling), hopped down to go and meet Wessex. As he saw the several pieces that Wessex had he chewed at his lip, embarrassed.
At least he had knowledge about this. "So...I don't think it needs to keep an active charge all the way. I electrified it, then I wrapped it in a blanket...I took it to the Voice a while after." He shrugged, then reached about in his bag for the blanket he had brought with just this in mind. "We could bundle them in here, once they're electrified, then I think if we just get them out at the shrine, it should be okay?" It had worked for his fingers, after all.
Samuel
I want you so badly
But you could be anyone
