Rebuilding What Was Lost

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "Oh. I su-suppose...if you don't rem-remember Loren..." Then he wouldn't remember the curse either. Sam only knew  the details Remi had told him about it and had not retained those especially well given his emotions at the time, so he was not the best person to relay this story, but he would try his best. "There was..a m-man. Before me. I..I didn't know him. But you did. And you..I think you..." He sighed. This had been hard before, but now it was nearly impossible. "You loved him. B-but you upset Frey. Somehow. And they...they put a cu-curse on you, so you forgot...your love. You c-couldn't feel it, until you felt passion for...s-something or someone else, I think?" Sadly he motioned to himself. "And...and th-that was me. So...your love for Loren came b-back. Just as I...told you that I...f-felt for you." Sam noticed the way Remi looked at him, seemed to want to do something but was almost held back by an invisible wall between them. Slowly, Sam laid his hand on the table, palm up. An invitation, but one he wouldn't mind if Remi ignored. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.