put yourself first for him

Amun

You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises

Nodding at Sam's words, Amun grinned. "Yeah, I've noticed." He chuckled, since the Shield's fanaticism was well known. However, he shrugged. "I've never had a problem with her and she's never had a problem with me, though. Not personally" Granted, they hadn't spoken in a while but last the potter had checked he and Amalia were on good terms.

Still resting his arms on the top of his broom, Amun grinned at the bookmaker's words. "Someone like you? What do you mean by that? You mean someone handsome and smart and strong?" The guild master raised an eyebrow at the other man, as if daring him to disagree.

Amun whistled at Sam's request. "We can take it slow. How does a date sound?" Picking up the broom, the potter began to sweep again although he kept his eyes trained on the redhead.

For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid