[Crystal Heart]

Sam wandered over to Sondo and looked around helplessly. He wanted to help, but ever since the boat he felt a little out of place in the group. He knew he was the one that caused it and of course that brought slight anger, at himself of course not others, but it was still there. He didn't want to bring any more undo pain to his fellow journeysmen. He only hoped to help.

He walked over and tapped Sondo on the shoulder, nervous at what he was about to ask. He didn't want to make Sondo any more mad at him.

"Sondo is there anything that I can help with? I would like to be a productive member of the gang instead of destructive one," Sam said as he looked down at his hands. He only wished he had something better say to Sondo.

Since the raft had tipped he couldn't look Sondo in the eye. He wasn't sure exactly why, but that was how he felt. He felt so ashamed of what he had done and never before had he felt that emotion before in his life.

He stood, waiting for Sondo to respond.