"NO!"
Gone are the whispers: instead a howl envelops Sam, the sound of weeping carried by the wind now interspersed with rain. "You're just like her! She doesn't care about you, and you don't care about us! You only care about yourselves! So fine! Be alone!"
A final gust of wind lashes around the bookmaker, and then the shrine is silent. Sam will find himeslef very much alone, and feeling very, deeply lonely for the rest of the day.