You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
Amalia sat silently for a moment, simply staring back at Sam - he wondered if she was going to refuse to speak to him. It wasn't impossible, after the argument they'd had, and she had to be tired from her ordeal. There was a letter in her hands, he noticed now, Sam gritted his teeth, worrying he had entered on a private moment or a particularly bad time of grief for her lost legs.
Though it seemed she had a question for him, one that he didn't know how to answer at first. Did he know what? As far as Sam was aware, The Voice hadn't done anything new for everyone to object to since the last time they'd met...he tried to think over the fight at the temple, searching for things Amalia could be asking about. Finally, he thought he might have touched upon it: "...Yes, I did know you were still in the temple. I asked Wessex about you, after The Voice helped us get out. I...did not think you would survive, honestly; if I had known you were in there I would have immediately come looking."
Though it seemed she had a question for him, one that he didn't know how to answer at first. Did he know what? As far as Sam was aware, The Voice hadn't done anything new for everyone to object to since the last time they'd met...he tried to think over the fight at the temple, searching for things Amalia could be asking about. Finally, he thought he might have touched upon it: "...Yes, I did know you were still in the temple. I asked Wessex about you, after The Voice helped us get out. I...did not think you would survive, honestly; if I had known you were in there I would have immediately come looking."
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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