On This Night

Samuel And he's smiling like he means it, and he's stretched out on his back And he's telling me now that he loves me, for the fifth or the sixth time, I can't keep track Well...he supposed it was a little reassuring that Remi had had people around to make sure he'd be alright, but Sam couldn't help but wish he'd made friends and gotten crushes on people that didn't like to be main characters. Who were content to blend into the background like he was; who wouldn't drag him out into the light by his concern. Remi seemed to want to go somewhere more private. Sam glanced at his kitchen, then at his front room...was it too early to take Remi to his bedroom? It would be comfy and private, space for them both to lay out. After a moment's pondering he took Remi's hand again and began to guide him up the stairs, speaking as he went. "Well..j-just...be careful. Don't...don't do anything you sh-shouldn't. ...Make sure you c-come back." He found once he started talking he didn't have the energy to argue anymore like he had with Jigano, just wanted to remind Remi that someone cared and wanted him back home. Maybe it would help. "I..if you're g-going to do anything really dangerous. I want to c-come. To help." The idea truthfully terrified him, chilled him to the bone more than any of the new cold he felt could, but he could not have his friends disappear in the night without him at least saying goodbye. They would come into his bedroom, which was a modest room and the only room in the upstairs of the house besides a small washroom. A slanted roof and a small window framed a double bed with caramel coloured sheets, a small table with a pile of books and a candle, and a bookshelf was crammed into the far wall. On the floor was a thick brown carpet, clearly made from expensive wool. By the door was a chair and a wardrobe, and the whole room was particularly neat. "You can...s-sit where you like." Sam said, moving to sit on the bed. Mia appeared at the door for a moment to look at them then left on her own mission. "...I just...p-please promise me you'll be a..alright."