Let it Rain

Sam nodded to Jigano's apology, a heavy sigh leaving his lips. He knew he would never be touched again by a lover, could not imagine it possible in the doomed future he now imagined for himself. Remi's hands were cold to him now, only for touching him when necessary. No more lazy fingers tracing over his shoulders on a warm morning, no more stroking of his hair. "That's fine. I'm not expecting you to do that." He assured him with a smile, wondering if Jigano's magic had really made up for a lack of physical strength before. Had it allowed him to lift a man where he couldn't now? Sam very much didn't want to use the cube as a weapon himself so he nodded, then considered the question. "Hm. I...I'm not sure. We can try that, if you'd like?" He held out the cube in his hands, intending to gently lower it into Jigano's above the table. Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child