Fix This (Me)

the VOICE In reality's shadow the blind see best While Sam spoke, the Voice absently organised the offerings upon the altar where she sat, as if they were untidy and that bothered her. "Not liking your words is a very mortal concept, bright one," she said mildly. "What I dislike is ingratitude. And last time I believe you told me that you could fix it yourself, if you wanted to." Raising her eyes to the two men, she tilted her head. "Did you not? What has changed, pray tell?"