And you understand with every seed you sow you make this cold world beautiful
"Yes. It's one of my favourites for this time of year." While he couldn't taste the full flavour of the teas he chose, Sam still took what joy he could from the hints of smell and taste he got from them. At this time, as the weather outside grew colder and the skies greyer, he found himself wanting comforting, cosy smells and tastes, things that warmed even his Ascended chest from the inside.
After Henry took his tea Sam relaxed in his seat, immediately going to sip from his cup as it was still steaming; after all, with no pain and a dulled sense of temperature, he never burnt himself. He listened to what Henry had to say, finding it hard to relate in some ways; he'd always had the feeling his family couldn't wait to be rid of him, not that they wanted him to stay.
He hummed, looking down into his tea. "Well, couldn't your brother take the farm? And...if you are going to take it, couldn't you go for some adventures now, before it becomes time for you to take it on?"
After Henry took his tea Sam relaxed in his seat, immediately going to sip from his cup as it was still steaming; after all, with no pain and a dulled sense of temperature, he never burnt himself. He listened to what Henry had to say, finding it hard to relate in some ways; he'd always had the feeling his family couldn't wait to be rid of him, not that they wanted him to stay.
He hummed, looking down into his tea. "Well, couldn't your brother take the farm? And...if you are going to take it, couldn't you go for some adventures now, before it becomes time for you to take it on?"
SAMUEL
