Let it Rain

"It is hard not to." Sam told Jigano with the utmost confidence, considering the other man rather wonderful (though he was annoyingly good at avoiding questions about himself). He listened with some interest about Jigano's plans for the Guild. Yes, the guild would be wherever they were but...someone would need to stay, look after things. Make sure the books were in the right place and the offices were kept neat, that the lore was being kept correctly...secretly, he hoped the 'Vice-Provost' could be him. Such a title felt too grand on his shoulders but he felt he might actually be able to fulfill the requirements with ease. "I...Well, I was going to explore with Remi. But ah...probably not, any more." He tried to shrug casually, as if this was a simple thing to toss away, but the sudden sadness in his eyes showed it was anything but. "So I will likely stay. The outside of the barrier doesn't particularly call to me, and some of us should stay here so it does not become a ghost town. ...With less people, I might even like it a little more." Sam laughed at himself, glanced up at Jigano. His family, his childhood was here, yes, but Sam didn't think of it that way. He also had his home here, his friends, the locations of his first sold book and first kiss...he had begun to plaster over the cracks with good memories, and was sure with time he could make more. "I do hope I will see you every so often, when you go travelling." 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