In Desperate Need of a Hug [Open]

Sam flinched at the feeling of the arm on his shoulders but recognised it quickly as the comfort he sorely needed and did not pull away, just looked up to Phoebe and weakly smiled, tears still freely flowing. It was hard to keep the smile up though, especially when she asked such a loaded question. So much had happened. It was hard to know where to begin. Sam began to speak, his voice now stutter-less but still shaking. "Um...w-well, Longnight was hard, after Isla died. I mean I know she came back, but she still died. Then...then Remi and I went to the shrine to have my voice fixed, but I wonder now if it was a mistake? Did I...was that me? Should I have changed it?" He paused for a moment, surprised, not even having known that was bothering him before he said it. "And then Ludo made Remi..forget me. Entirely. He...he feels nothing at all for me, and I thought for a moment I could make him love me again, if...if he ever did. But now Ronin's dead and Remi...Remi hates me." Perhaps that wasn't the full truth, but it was a good summary for the way Remi had looked at him with all the hardness in the world in his eyes. "...I...my life..what I had. It's over." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve