Sam glanced over at Ayl with a puzzled expression. "What are you talking about-" she was cut off by her childhood friend's demented ranting. She took a few steps away, eyes wide. "Levin...?" she whispered.<span style="font-style: italic">If I play this right...</span><br/>She brought her hands to her mouth, staring at Levin with the most terrified expression she could muster. "Please stop..." she pleaded. "You're scaring me."