All That Glitters

He stayed conspicuously quiet as to what other things they had done, letting Remi's imagination and the playful energy he was giving off fill in the blanks. If birds could smirk, Sam would have been. You are...kind, though, good hearted. Even if you don't act on that wisely, I still admire it. Even though Remi's bleeding heart had often gotten them into trouble he did greatly admire it and the way he would always try for his friends, how he was trying now despite having no reason to be attached to Sam. Telling Remi of the things they had gotten up to in the infirmary was something he had thought would have had to wait for a long time, but he was happy to tell the story as soon as he could. It was a good memory of his, despite Remi's injuries at the time and the interruption. It seemed like the kind of thing he could tell others when they asked him of fun stories, something he would look back on fondly. Well...you kissed me for the second time in the infirmary. But you were...rather hurt. I was over you when Phoebe came in and told us both off. Sam would send a warm laugh through their link, his affection for the moment clear. It was...the first time I really realised that you wanted me. 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