All That Glitters

Sam politely did not look down at Remi's pants, for he knew exactly what was happening already (because well. It was happening to him too). After a few moments had passed for Remi to breathe and get himself together, Sam stepped back and held out his arms, ready to transform back into the hawk form. He felt the desire himself, the want to just leap forward and be with Remi but...no. There were things to do and boundaries in place, and he was going to respect them. Ready when you are. He flew up to the top of the tree by them, looking over the shifting maze. He was really quite glad he didn't have to try and navigate it on foot, though if Remi would feel a deep sorrow and regret through their link for the whole situation. It felt unfair to both of them and he knew he was likely toeing the line badly, pushing this all the wrong ways; but how could he know? Samuel At seventeen, I started to starve myself I thought that love was a kind of emptiness And at least I understood then the hunger I felt And I didn't have to call it loneliness