The Sentinels Soggy Bottom

Her head dipped, eyes sparkling as they caught the way he seemed to brim with something—not quite a good something. Troubled? Maybe. Of what, she couldn’t know, but hoped being here could calm him just a little more.

Of course, Sam. You both are more than welcome to our resources should you need anything else.

His next words caused her to laugh softly. We all come with some form of baggage—you are not alone in this. The Sanctum will take it from you, if you let it. She paused, head cocking as she regarded the male. Curiosity reared itself, now.

Your baggage—is it something you…wanted to talk about? Or, have you decided on what you would like to put into the earth? She sat, looking at him calmly. She would accept what he would, or would not, share. Pressing someone who doesn’t want to divulge their soul does not work in loyalty’s name.