Sam was surprised at how similar Scorn's story seemed to be to her own. Sam didn't even really think about the unlimited power of controlling shadows until she realized how Augustine had to neutralize Scorn. At least she'd found a kindred spirit in New York. "I think I'll have the grand tour. No use finding a room in this place if you can't really navigate I suppose."
Sam shrugged, watching the white hooded Reapers with interest. She wondered if they could even talk at all, or if they were just silent because it suited them better. She hoped it was latter, she couldn't imagine being silent all the time because she had no choice. She waved at them as she waited for Scorn to start the tour. The Reapers seemed nice, not like a gang at all, really.
Sam didn't really think she didn't have a choice whether or not to join them, but she felt compelled to do so. They had a nice place to stay, and didn't seem to be all that aggressive. Maybe they were secretly heroes, like in her comics. Sam had always wanted to be a hero like those guys, but it seemed that her powers prevented her from doing so. Maybe with the Reapers she could change the way things were, and gain new control over her powers. She could be a hero, here.