[Seasonal Event] Spring Cleaning

Sam was on a long, contemplative walk. The debris left from Longnight seemed a fitting melancholy backdrop to his depressed thoughts of things lost and things yet to do. Truthfully the guild he had joined was barely on his mind, the responsibilities long forgotten in the sudden rush of his heartbreak and the change of season. But as he passed the Atheneum he looked up at the sound of Jigano's shovel and upon seeing the other man work, a shot of guilt passed through him. He had not even asked if any help was needed...! Immediately, shaken from his dreary sadness, he walked over and looked at Jigano from under the rim of his large hat (necessary for sun protection). "J-Jigano! Don't do th...that yourself. I'll help." He insisted, holding out a hand for the shovel. "I'm...st-stronger. I can take it." This was not meant as an insult, just a statement of fact; while he didn't like to mention it or use it much, he did possess more strength than the average person his size because of his Ascension. Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child