[Training] Beautiful flaws

"Oh -- sometimes marks in the leather can be made into features or patterns, so don't worry." Sam mentioned as he saw that Maea had ripped her cover. He had done so many times and managed to turn it around, change a tear into the branch of an engraved tree or the beginning of a cracked pattern in the cover. He supposed it wasn't a surprise that Evie had spoken about him in such a way, but it still wasn't great to hear it. "Well...hopefully you don't think I am like that. I can't say I have....good things to say about her, either." Listening to Maea's childhood tale as he finished wrapping the leather around his book, he tapped out a little nonsensical tune on the table with his fingers. As a child he had been so often 'grounded' for completely unknown crimes, had spent so much time hiding...he had not been out much or socialised. He supposed he knew Amalia had been a child at the same time as him, but they had never been close. "...Ah. I see. I'm...sorry. I'm glad you are out of bed now, at least. Has Amalia ever tried to apologise? I wish Evie would apologise to me for our childhoods, sometimes, but...I don't think it shall ever happen." Samuel How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me.