i'll be your hope, i'll be your love, be everything that you need.
Softly, the Voice merely opened her arms. Gliding forward, she took Sam against her. Despite the strange proportionality differences between them, she was easily able to wrap her arms around him, her cheek against the top of his head. Electric light bloomed around them, sparking and snapping as a vector of energy bled from her into him. Strength once lost, defenses previously lowered, all now were restored.
Or..mostly so. Upgrades have been repurposed and cannot be restored. Sunlight sensitivity will need to be built up again, but it should come far faster than before. Still clutching him as the light gradually fades, the Voice pulls him ever closer. "I know you won't always understand, Sam, and I know you won't always agree. But I am not what the world makes me out to be. Nor are you. Your value is not tied to me, nor is your goodness."
Or..mostly so. Upgrades have been repurposed and cannot be restored. Sunlight sensitivity will need to be built up again, but it should come far faster than before. Still clutching him as the light gradually fades, the Voice pulls him ever closer. "I know you won't always understand, Sam, and I know you won't always agree. But I am not what the world makes me out to be. Nor are you. Your value is not tied to me, nor is your goodness."
