Jigano's lists of times he'd almost died completely failed to hit their point, only serving to horrify Sam at how careless he had apparently been while doing something as simple as gathering herbs or walking in the woods. Then immediately afterwards his talk about a vote in the Guild just made it sound like he planned to die, which did nothing to assist Sam's upset state.
But before he could bring up these concerns Jigano was launching into what only could be called a lecture. And as it went on...Sam found himself balling up his fists, actually growing angry rather than merely scared. He did not consider Outlanders lesser, not at all, but...who was Jigano to come in and insist he knew better than those who lived here? Jigano didn't know how things worked here.
"We have f-farms, Jigano." Sam argued, missing the point entirely. "A-and yes. I would stay. Because...because I don't leave my fr-friends just to go and die poi-pointlessly! Do you really th..do you think I haven't seen p-people try this? If you want t-t-to be so sure my home is dying, why don't you ask pe-people who l...who live here?! Instead of Outlanders??"
This was the most he'd yelled in a long time (in fact, basically ever) but it was rare he felt so passionate about something. He had let go of Jigano's elbow but refused to step any further, tears in his eyes and his hands moving about as he spoke rapidly. "I'm not st-stupid. The people who live...h-here aren't either. You d-don't know what's out there any...any more than I do. What if it's bad? What if you k-kill us all in an even worse way?! What if..."
Sam took the charm from his bag and held it up. "What if thi-this is all I have to rem-remember my friend?"
His argument was mish mash of badly formed points about the barrier and emotional pleas for his friend, but he still felt it and meant it as much as he could.
But before he could bring up these concerns Jigano was launching into what only could be called a lecture. And as it went on...Sam found himself balling up his fists, actually growing angry rather than merely scared. He did not consider Outlanders lesser, not at all, but...who was Jigano to come in and insist he knew better than those who lived here? Jigano didn't know how things worked here.
"We have f-farms, Jigano." Sam argued, missing the point entirely. "A-and yes. I would stay. Because...because I don't leave my fr-friends just to go and die poi-pointlessly! Do you really th..do you think I haven't seen p-people try this? If you want t-t-to be so sure my home is dying, why don't you ask pe-people who l...who live here?! Instead of Outlanders??"
This was the most he'd yelled in a long time (in fact, basically ever) but it was rare he felt so passionate about something. He had let go of Jigano's elbow but refused to step any further, tears in his eyes and his hands moving about as he spoke rapidly. "I'm not st-stupid. The people who live...h-here aren't either. You d-don't know what's out there any...any more than I do. What if it's bad? What if you k-kill us all in an even worse way?! What if..."
Sam took the charm from his bag and held it up. "What if thi-this is all I have to rem-remember my friend?"
His argument was mish mash of badly formed points about the barrier and emotional pleas for his friend, but he still felt it and meant it as much as he could.
