Sam wished he could have the easy confidence Edrei embodied, but all he could do for now was smirk as he admired it from afar. The expression did falter as the conversation took a turn into Nate for some reason shoving Edy in the ocean for sex; he wasn't sure if he wanted to know that story or not.
"Isn't that where you can feel them after they're gone?" He asked, holding out a hand to take his glove back when she was done inspecting it and slipping it back over his missing parts, wiggling all his fingers together once he'd clipped it back into place. The magic really was amazing; when he had the glove on, he couldn't tell he had three fingers fake unless he really focused. Deimos' magic still held up and as odd as it felt to be using technology from someone that was one of their enemies, he didn't want to have to ask the Voice for more fingers.
Edrei's story trailed off, punctuated only by the sharp crack of the rock breaking against the wall. Sam tossed another towards hers, managing this time to skim the top of one of her previously thrown rocks and knock them both away, drawing skitterish white lines on the ground. "Wait, what? You haven't...I mean, I...don't be offended, but I got the impression you were always having sex. With a lot of people." His eyes glided up and down her outfit as if it were proof.
But as for him...Sam sighed and held his arms. "Well. I always say I only want to with someone I love. Or at least, I used to. Then I had several poorly thought out relationships in a row. Remi, Loren, Nate...I've slept with Nate recently, too. He um...we have an odd relationship now." With a shy laugh, he pushed a hand through his hair and looked to Edy. "It's a little awkward now anyway, since...well, people aren't expecting the body under my clothes. Though...I suppose you understand that better than most."
"Isn't that where you can feel them after they're gone?" He asked, holding out a hand to take his glove back when she was done inspecting it and slipping it back over his missing parts, wiggling all his fingers together once he'd clipped it back into place. The magic really was amazing; when he had the glove on, he couldn't tell he had three fingers fake unless he really focused. Deimos' magic still held up and as odd as it felt to be using technology from someone that was one of their enemies, he didn't want to have to ask the Voice for more fingers.
Edrei's story trailed off, punctuated only by the sharp crack of the rock breaking against the wall. Sam tossed another towards hers, managing this time to skim the top of one of her previously thrown rocks and knock them both away, drawing skitterish white lines on the ground. "Wait, what? You haven't...I mean, I...don't be offended, but I got the impression you were always having sex. With a lot of people." His eyes glided up and down her outfit as if it were proof.
But as for him...Sam sighed and held his arms. "Well. I always say I only want to with someone I love. Or at least, I used to. Then I had several poorly thought out relationships in a row. Remi, Loren, Nate...I've slept with Nate recently, too. He um...we have an odd relationship now." With a shy laugh, he pushed a hand through his hair and looked to Edy. "It's a little awkward now anyway, since...well, people aren't expecting the body under my clothes. Though...I suppose you understand that better than most."
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
