Sam catches the look Psiioniic gives him, but he just gives a one-shouldered shrug. He's been in more awkward situations, if Kurloz wants them all to hold hands to try to get through this, then Sam'll sit there and hold hands with two trolls.
He wonder when this became his life, but he's still pretty sure he can trace it back to the morning he met Steve.
Some of the slightly frantic tension drains out of him when Kurloz starts laughing and turns a little whiny. He's pretty sure they're safer, if he's refusing commands, and this is a kind of drugged up that Sam's more than familiar with. He chuckles a little. "Okay, brother, you don't gotta count if you don't want to."
He's about to settle into gentle teasing, maybe slowly pull his hand away and go back to finishing his work, when Psiioniic yanks his hand away and starts having a little bit of a freak out. Sam's startled, but he automatically tunes in to what Psiioniic's saying, even before the rest of him catches up. And he's real damn glad Kurloz had already told him about his preaching, because it means he's on a little bit firmer ground here than he might otherwise be.
"Hey, man, nobody here is gonna cull you." Sam twists a little, turning around so he can angle himself towards Psiioniic and kind of block Kurloz from view, as much as possible. He keeps his hold on one of Kurloz's hand, which, well. Means he hopes like hell no one is about to get violent, because he's currently in an incredibly shitt position to defend himself. "Look at me, okay? Tell me what's happening."
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He wonder when this became his life, but he's still pretty sure he can trace it back to the morning he met Steve.
Some of the slightly frantic tension drains out of him when Kurloz starts laughing and turns a little whiny. He's pretty sure they're safer, if he's refusing commands, and this is a kind of drugged up that Sam's more than familiar with. He chuckles a little. "Okay, brother, you don't gotta count if you don't want to."
He's about to settle into gentle teasing, maybe slowly pull his hand away and go back to finishing his work, when Psiioniic yanks his hand away and starts having a little bit of a freak out. Sam's startled, but he automatically tunes in to what Psiioniic's saying, even before the rest of him catches up. And he's real damn glad Kurloz had already told him about his preaching, because it means he's on a little bit firmer ground here than he might otherwise be.
"Hey, man, nobody here is gonna cull you." Sam twists a little, turning around so he can angle himself towards Psiioniic and kind of block Kurloz from view, as much as possible. He keeps his hold on one of Kurloz's hand, which, well. Means he hopes like hell no one is about to get violent, because he's currently in an incredibly shitt position to defend himself. "Look at me, okay? Tell me what's happening."