SAMUEL
Stretch out my life
And pick the seams out
Remi's idea of the Gods being above morality was interesting, something Sam had considered himself...though perhaps there was something more human that was the real problem here: "It's tiring, when you defend the Voice, to have to be justifying to everybody all the time. No one questions those that follow the Old Gods as heavily as they do Ascended. Sometimes I miss the days where the largest fights I was in were to do with the pricing of my books." Some of those had been rather fierce (retail, ugh) but at least he hadn't felt like his personal beliefs and self were being attacked. "..But what am I to do anyway? I can hardly un-Ascend." Shrugging, he seemed to drop it.
It occurred to him that he actually didn't know how Remi had gotten to Torchline. He hadn't been at Fiat Lux when Aoife had been killed and he had only found the man some time later. "..How...did you get here? If you want to tell me." He couldn't imagine that he and Ronin had walked, given the distance.
His 'joke' about Safrin went down like a lead balloon but he tried to move past it quickly, smiling a little at Remi's words on his life. "Then...that's good. That you have what you want."
It occurred to him that he actually didn't know how Remi had gotten to Torchline. He hadn't been at Fiat Lux when Aoife had been killed and he had only found the man some time later. "..How...did you get here? If you want to tell me." He couldn't imagine that he and Ronin had walked, given the distance.
His 'joke' about Safrin went down like a lead balloon but he tried to move past it quickly, smiling a little at Remi's words on his life. "Then...that's good. That you have what you want."
take what you like
but close my ears and eyes
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