Samantha woke up and looked over at Facilier. The bokor was still asleep. Smantha smiled slightly and got up, going into the kitchen. She started up a kettle of tea as Facilier stirred.
"You know," she began, "I think this is the first time I've seen you asleep."
"That's cause I don't," he muttered. "Not well anyway." He looked at the blue powder covering the floor and frowned. "You didn't need to use all of it chere," he said.
"Sorry," Samantha said. Facilier chuckled.
"Don't be," he said. "There's more up in the attic. I just need to find it." He got up and walked towards a flight of stairs.
"I'll help," Samantha said, following Facilier up the stairs. They walked into a rather crampled and messy room. Facilier smiled sheepishly as Samantha looked at him.
"I haven't been up here in a while," he admitted. Samantha chuckled and headed off in the opposite direction of Facilier. She walked around the attic, looking for whatever he would have stored the powder in. As she walked, something odd caught her eye. She turned and looked at it. It was a crib, half-painted and crammed into a corner. She walked over to it, running her hand over the sanded wood.
"Hey, Sammy I foun..."she heard Facilier say as he walked towards her. He stopped suddenly, staring at the crib.
"Facilier?" Samantha asked. Facilier just stood there, looking like he was about to cry. Samantha walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Let's go," she suggested gently. Facilier swallowed and nodded slightly. Gently, Samantha led him back to the stairs, walking him down them. She sat him down on the couch and went to go get the tea. While in the kitchen, she heard Facilier's broken sobs. Frowning, she picked up the tea and brought it to him. She sat down and tried to hug him, but he pulled away.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Facilier choked down a sob and looked at her.
"Nothin'," he said. "I'm just feelin' kinda vunerable right now." Samantha nodded. After a few moments Facilier spoke again.
"Can we...um...not let things change?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" Samantha asked.
"Our relationship," he said. "I-I don't want it to change." Samantha looked at him and nodded.
"Alright," she said. She sighed. "I don't suppose you want to ha..."
"No," he said bluntly. "I don't. Not right now." Samantha hugged him again and he pulled away.
"What's wrong with you?" Samantha snapped.
"I'm just...upset," he said. He pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs. "I want to be alone." He looked at her. "You may not see me for a while. I need to pay the Friends." Samantha nodded.
"Come visit me when they're off your back," she said. Facilier smiled.
"I will," he said.