The Sentinels Every word I say is kindling

The attempted humor wasn’t lost on the little dame, but she couldn’t bring herself to play along. She let out a soft sigh, giving a small shake of her head.

Sam will never be the same, she murmured. Injuries like that… they change everything. You didn’t see it. The horror of it. Her voice faltered, and she turned away, the memory shadowing her expression.

Sam is lucky to have a friend like you, she added after a moment, softer now. I have a feeling he’ll need your support more than ever.

As if deciding the conversation was finished, she returned to the task at hand without another word.