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" βget that a lot these days, " isn't an argument, this dream the same rosy color as all others he's made habit of invading. because samson's easy to find.. leaves a trail of tainted footsteps everywhere he goes, intentional or not. he wants to believe they're not taken with malice, these days, but his isn't a nature easily changed and, for every time @glamorgore appears, he's reminded what sort of slippery slope he stood beside.
one push.. one strong breath and he'd topple.
it's why elgar'nan is here. with his honied tone and sharp eyes too similar to corypheus' to keep contact with overlong. the fade couldn't hide him, so he sits where he's found, elbows atop knees and hands hanging heavy there between. " didn't think i fit the bill fer y'r sorts. not gonna get many people fallin' in line b'hind me again anytime soon. "
