The comfortable silence lasted until Michael cocked his head slightly. "Hey, Sam. Why… why didn't you go with your aunt?"
I shot him a look. "I know I can be insufferable, dude, but to think you'd want me out of your hair even in this situation—"
"That's not what I meant!" He rubbed a hand over his face and let out a helpless chuckle. "You know, I just… I didn't think you'd stay. You didn't have to agree to risk your life. But you chose to. You chose to stay, even when you had the option to go back home safely. Why?"
I shrugged and turned my gaze forward. "I didn't want to abandon my divine body. What if the new one I'm stuck in isn't as handsome as this?"
Michael gave me a sidelong glance, then chortled. "Be serious. What… changed? Back in high school, you would've never risked yourself for someone else. So how did you change so much, so fast? What happened? Because no one changes like that overnight."
