[ It's not that Sam forgets what the Darkling is capable of, exactly.
But the times when he sees it are far between, and the times when all he sees is the Darkling being perfectly pleasant and civilized are a lot more frequent, and so it's enough to give him a start when he chances to head further down the street and see that smooth grace applied to utter brutality.
He watches the loser limp off, and it's not until they're almost gone that he glances back to the Darkling again.
He doesn't ask out loud, but Sam tends to think loud, and so really, he probably doesn't have to. It's clear enough that he's wondering - was that really necessary? ]
so i heard you were beating the shit out of randos again
But the times when he sees it are far between, and the times when all he sees is the Darkling being perfectly pleasant and civilized are a lot more frequent, and so it's enough to give him a start when he chances to head further down the street and see that smooth grace applied to utter brutality.
He watches the loser limp off, and it's not until they're almost gone that he glances back to the Darkling again.
He doesn't ask out loud, but Sam tends to think loud, and so really, he probably doesn't have to. It's clear enough that he's wondering - was that really necessary? ]