Suddenly, for the moment, it's a little harder to hold that perspective.
Cal hesitates, unsure of whether he should say something or let it go - but what is there that he can say? And why would Sam even want him to say anything?
(Cal had thought that being dead in Milliways had trapped him in a sort of immortality. Remembering his anger and despair over that prospect - over the choice made for him, forever, after he'd died in the name of making them for himself - still makes him feel sick.)
Better just to leave it alone.
Instead, he says,
"- so do you know anything about getting someone out of a contract to sell their soul?"
So much for the delicate introduction to the subject he's had in mind for months now.
no subject
Suddenly, for the moment, it's a little harder to hold that perspective.
Cal hesitates, unsure of whether he should say something or let it go - but what is there that he can say? And why would Sam even want him to say anything?
(Cal had thought that being dead in Milliways had trapped him in a sort of immortality. Remembering his anger and despair over that prospect - over the choice made for him, forever, after he'd died in the name of making them for himself - still makes him feel sick.)
Better just to leave it alone.
Instead, he says,
"- so do you know anything about getting someone out of a contract to sell their soul?"
So much for the delicate introduction to the subject he's had in mind for months now.