[ it's not that sam distrusts her. if anything, sam's convinced it's true for the simple fact that ciri is the one telling him. she wouldn't lie about this. he knows that. but even still, it takes that extra explanation before it really settles in his chest.
and then it does, and sam... his face doesn't fall, necessarily. his expression doesn't drop. but there does feel to be some kind of exhale. after a moment, sam just sort of nods. distantly. distractedly.
like the others. ]
No, that's- [ better than the alternative, he doesn't say. assuring, he doesn't say. sam presses his lips together and tries to figure out what he does want to say and instead finds himself exhaling. ] Thank you, for telling me. It- I appreciate it. A lot. [ sam glances over to ciri, tries for a small smile, and when it hits him that it doesn't even feel convincing he gives up, a hand raising to rub across his face. he's not crying, but the need to reset is there. the need to rub fingers into his brow.
how many more, he wonders? who's going to be next? ] Shit.
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and then it does, and sam... his face doesn't fall, necessarily. his expression doesn't drop. but there does feel to be some kind of exhale. after a moment, sam just sort of nods. distantly. distractedly.
like the others. ]
No, that's- [ better than the alternative, he doesn't say. assuring, he doesn't say. sam presses his lips together and tries to figure out what he does want to say and instead finds himself exhaling. ] Thank you, for telling me. It- I appreciate it. A lot. [ sam glances over to ciri, tries for a small smile, and when it hits him that it doesn't even feel convincing he gives up, a hand raising to rub across his face. he's not crying, but the need to reset is there. the need to rub fingers into his brow.
how many more, he wonders? who's going to be next? ] Shit.