A friendly, familiar face was never a bad thing to see, either. Someone safe, (mostly), and trusted. Things towards the end of Deerington had been heavy and tense and violent, but sticking together had made existing just on the other side of bearable until they could all pick up the courage to try the door go on to the next great adventure. Whatever that meant.
Turned out it meant Trench, which, in the grand scheme of things, wasn't all that bad.
Sam hadn't discussed it with his brother, or anyone for that matter, but he was sure there was a blip in the middle of the transition that brought him back to his own world. Things were different for him now, more different than they should have been, but he wasn't sure if something being wrong with him was an issue, or if saying something would be the actual issue, so for now it was best to carry on like business as usual.
And while his fruit mission carried an ulterior motive, here he was all the same.
Once she was in sight, Sam smiled and held up a hand in greeting, sauntering up with a cocksure aura he very rarely (if ever) held before.
But what if it waaaas
A friendly, familiar face was never a bad thing to see, either. Someone safe, (mostly), and trusted. Things towards the end of Deerington had been heavy and tense and violent, but sticking together had made existing just on the other side of bearable until they could all pick up the courage to try the door go on to the next great adventure. Whatever that meant.
Turned out it meant Trench, which, in the grand scheme of things, wasn't all that bad.
Sam hadn't discussed it with his brother, or anyone for that matter, but he was sure there was a blip in the middle of the transition that brought him back to his own world. Things were different for him now, more different than they should have been, but he wasn't sure if something being wrong with him was an issue, or if saying something would be the actual issue, so for now it was best to carry on like business as usual.
And while his fruit mission carried an ulterior motive, here he was all the same.
Once she was in sight, Sam smiled and held up a hand in greeting, sauntering up with a cocksure aura he very rarely (if ever) held before.
"Ariadne, look at you right at home."