"Of course." Sam nodded. "Though I have sometimes thought I may need glasses. When I am reading...sometimes the words get all blurry..." He wrinkled his nose up in frustration. Sam was already aware of his reputation as a bookish, quiet man; the last thing he needed to top the whole look off was glasses (which he would inevitably break and need to tape up).
He smiled to see Remi eat his food so eagerly. While it made for a slightly concerning image that Remi was not feeding himself, Sam was glad to be useful. He took himself a piece of bread and nibbled at it, enjoying the taste without any actual need to eat.
"Hmm...no, you're right. Breaks don't sound like you. But, you know..." Sam frowned, thinking on his own recent musings. "You can't just...live to help other people, Remi. Or like I was ...wanting to just...impress everyone. I'm still like that, honestly. But at least I know now. If you need a recovery period, which...I mean, you probably do..." Sam looked up and smiled, as if Remi could see. "You should take that time."
Samuel
I want you so badly
But you could be anyone
