I relented as Sam apologised and offered to help me with something. I knew he was doing it in return for me helping him to find out what he was capable of, but my pride didn't really like it. I was just trying to ignore my pride and remind myself that he was being polite when I took his offer into account- help me with morphing...I hadn't tried it out yet and I didn't know much about how it worked. All I knew was that there was a time limit. Cassie had kind of grossed me out with her morphing and I realised that the feeling interrupting my fight with my ego was...fear. I absolutely refused to acknowledge the fear bubbling in the pit of my stomach, focusing on Sam. If he saw me freak out, it would be really embarrassing, especially if word got back to anyone else. Especially MARCO. So I looked at him resolutely, trying not to stare or anything weird, and spoke maybe a little too loud,
"That's OK. I guess I would think anyone timing me got it wrong if I ran that fast. Since you're offering, then yeah, I wouldn't mind if you accompanied me while I tried this morphing thing." I didn't even notice that the way I spoke, it made it sound like I was giving him permission to follow me around like a tag-along instead of accepting his offer of help that he didn't even have to make in the first place. "I don't really know what I want to try morphing first." I commented casually, asking for advice without really asking at all. My pride, which had reared its ugly head earlier, settled down.