"...I guess. Thank you, Nate." Sam was not particularly convinced; it would take more than some nice words and one hug, even from Nate, to make him feel any better about this. But there was comfort to be found in his arms and he took in all of it he could. At least Nate had not left the house in disgust - it seemed that for the moment, despite his sins, he had someone in his corner.
Petting Mia's head and pressing his face into Nate's chest, he felt warm and his tears finally truly dried up. They would return, but now he at least knew he had somewhere safe to go.
Samuel
I want you so badly
But you could be anyone
