once corey returns to camp, he sees sammy hanging out on his front porch. as soon as he sees you, he bounces onto his feet and waves. "hi!" he chimes. "i just wanted to tell you, in case you didn't know, that your windchime was acting all sorts of strange, playing music without a wind! weird stuff, i know! i couldn't wait to tell you!"
Though tired, Corinth was ecstatic to find Sammy loitering around his cabin. It was always nice to get away, but there were allies he knew he’d miss terribly if they stayed for too long. “Hey, Sammy.” He chuckled, sliding the heavy pack off of his shoulders. What followed left Corey’s heart skipping then falling… a whole mix of emotions in one quick moment. “Really? I… I’ve been waiting for–…” Oh no… “Gods… what did I miss?” He grew concerned; wondering which muse had reached out at last and why. “Thank you, Sam, really.” Cor said, trying not to let the peg of guilt take over this amazing news. “’wish I could have heard it, but… ‘guess its back to chime duty for me.”
