For Science

SAMUEL "Oh! I'm sorry." Sam exclaimed, realising belatedly that he had been rude. "I just...I was just wondering how that worked. Please do tell me what you brought." As teasing as it was, he actually appreciated the reminder that he was being accidentally unsociable; so many of the rules of conversation were still lost to him and he needed the pointers. He turned to Remi as he sat and smiled and shrugged in response to his comment on the upgrade. He supposed it had been more than a sexual device, but as far as he knew that had been Remi's main motivation. "Well, it let me do other things too." Sam didn't think he would get on with anyone, never mind people he had as complicated a past with as Remi. "I suppose I just worried that without us being pushed together like circumstances as we were before, you wouldn't want to spend time with me. I'm...glad we do not require a cave in to speak." He didn't quite meet Remi's eyes, but it was clear from the shy smile and fingers curling around his mug he was happy. "Ale? Hm. I've never had much alcohol. By the time I was old enough to really appreciate it, I couldn't taste it or feel it's affects. I occasionally have a glass of wine, but...mostly to feel distinguished." He laughed at his own confession, his hand coming up to cover his mouth. After a moment he lowered it and looked to Remi, thinking of the golden feather and the paperweight he'd once received. "I've always been impressed by your ability to make and learn. It must be so wonderful to know you have that power at your fingertips. I...I can make books, I suppose, but it takes much longer and is hardly as magical." I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again