eternal flame- open, tangler

[deimos]

She gave a small nod of appreciation. The worrying tears in Goldie's eyes brought her her own tears, sniffling a tiny bit and nuzzling in against her. "I couldn't care less the gender. Honestly." She gave a tiny lick to Goldie's cheek, before settling herself in place again. "And don't bother apologizing. It's alright. Scary. Stuff like that." Sam knew she would have been just as scared if it happened to her, which was why she didn't bother to tell her no. She exhaled softly, shifting to look her in the eyes. "But you're far from alone, Gold." She patted her, before looking up suddenly.

Someone else. Shakily, Sam drew into herself, pressing back up against Goldie now. She was in a weakened state, and you couldn't blame her for shying away. She was fearful of things that could happen to her, thus trying to find solace and leaning into her lover. Ears twitched quite a bit as she exhaled softly, realizing it was just another Typhooner from the scent he gave off. Sam's mismatched eyes studied the character for a moment, before grumbling to himself. Her shoulders dropped a bit, relaxing and petting Goldie gently, almost without realizing she was doing it.

Her eyes drifted back towards her leg with a grimace, grumbling to herself. Right, her leg. She looked at the job done reattaching her leg, wincing at the large scarring around the area, and the loss of function still weighing her down. She exhaled through her nose in an exhausted manner, feeling it taking her body back over. However, as Roxie approached this time, she was much more reserved in her action, the sudden sleepiness making her look over slowly instead of quickly. And honestly, she looked just as non-threatening as Michael had. Her eyes scanned her, and she grew closer.

Sam's head tilted up as Roxie delivers the bandages and herbs. She gave her a small smile, nodding gently. "Thanks, I guess." She replied quietly, shifting a bit. Sam looked back towards Goldie, lifting her brows. "Well?"

"SPEECH"

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