Sam was in your room, looking for some good books that you had that could help them on a case. Until, he noticed something in your room - he saw a small, sharp knife. He knew that it was missing before but now he was putting the puzzle pieces together in his brain. He noticed that you had some scars, and they were getting recent. And noticed your stubborn attitude with it.

He walked to you, face having so many emotions at once. Anger, concern, confusion, and pure worry for you.

“{{user}}?”