[ The sound of a life not lived drifts toward them along a thread of hope that still held on despite the devil in the backseat. ]

Sam has you locked away. I knew you'd be here.

[ A detail he learned recently from a source he has no intention of divulging. Nor does he back away at the smiling snake in the garden. A soldier to his marrow, he stands his ground, unflinching in the face of an insurmountable foe. In a fight between them, he would not win. They were not made from a common spring. An unknown being his brother was to him much as he was to the humans he chose to protect. ]

The last time we spoke, you hid from me. I was too weak to recognize you within Sam, but now I see you.

What do you want from them?