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, Amun smiled. "Yeah, we're friends." Or at least friendly. As Sam went on, though, the potter raised his eyebrow at the redhead. "Family?" he asked. Not knowing the relationship between the Shield and the bookmaker, the guild master just shrugged. "What's stopping you? Besides the old gods new gods thing?"

Chuckling at the other man's flustered response, though not at all in a cruel way, Amun put one hand on his hip, keeping the other resting on the broom. "What did you mean then?" He gestured for Sam to answer the question.

"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't mean it." At that the potter grinned and winked. "Looking forward to it, Red." Returning to the cleaning with a lighter stride, he found himself whistling.

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