Let's Try This Again

Sam laughed and nodded. "I'll be sure to teach them a steady hand, if I can." He prided himself on his neat, legible writing and was sure he could at least train the Loreseekers to write well enough to be understood. He agreed that it was a good idea to build as many bridges with the Fae as he could, even though he found himself anxious to meet them; Sam knew well that a lot of the Fae still held anger over what had happened at the Mathair (whether right or no) and may hold him in disdain, especially once they learnt he had actually been a part of the event itself. Still, there was nothing else to do but continue. "Yes - it means I can keep working when I want to. Do you know what kind of time Tarasha usually arrives? I could try stay for them." The story Jigano told was horrific and almost beyond belief. "...Through the portal? From where?" If there were fire-antlered Luxere wandering around in one of the newly revealed lands, Sam thought he might like some warning of it. "..That's...awful, what happened to Abasi. I...suppose at least it was fast, but...that's probably not much comfort to Loren." Frowning, Sam hugged himself and felt again a little guilty for talking of his own relationship woes next to Loren's massive grief. The new sombre mood reminded him of what he'd wanted to say to Jigano the next time they spoke. "...Um...there is something I'd like to say to you, if that's alright." 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