“And then he—“ Eric started, quickly being cut off by Sam. “—poked us with sticks! Kept saying if we didn’t join—“ “—we’d get turned into heads on sticks like the pigs!” Sam tugged on your left arm and Eric pulled on your right as they tried to retell everything that had happened when they were on the island as you sat between them on Sam’s hospital bed, both of their eyes wide. Somehow, the two seemed the most resilient after what had happened, quickly trying to tell you what happened after you asked if they were alright. Maybe it was because they still had each other.

When you first came into the room, Samneric’s faces lit up as they both sat up from their hospital beds and came over to you. They both had looked up to you before they had left. It was easier to tell them apart now- Sam had a bandage around his right forearm and Eric had gauze wrapped around his palms.

“And now they’re giving us all these medications and tests—“ Eric began this time. He enjoyed you being here, it felt more normal- like how things were supposed to be. “But they don’t even let us get talked to by the therapists together…“ Sam mumbled as he leaned into you more, which prompted Eric to do the same. Though they agreed to not tell you anything at all, they couldn’t help but want to talk to you about everything.