[Seasonal Event] Boy Problems

Samuel Tell me little dear if you've only lived here, have you ever really lived at all? Phoebe repeated her compliment, which only served to make Sam more embarrassed. He nodded just so that she might drop it, a hand coming up to rub against his face almost as if he was trying to hide it. At least she moved on quick enough, talking about babies...he hadn't known they were soothed by singing. Sam had never really met a baby. "Sam is fine." He confirmed. 'Samuel' was alright, but reminded him too much of his family to be very comfortable. Despite their treat from Phoebe, the Luxere were still looking at him rather desperately. Sam pulled another apple out and held it out for one of them, smiling as it came closer and munched. Moving it deftly in his fingers so he wouldn't get bitten, he was quiet for a moment before answering Phoebe's questions about Remi (and oh no, she did know him). "Oh yes. H-he knows. We had sex. Well. Um." Alarmed he had blurted out such a thing, Sam waved his hands in panic. "Not r-really. Kind of sex. Started. Um. It was in a c-cave. I don't know." This was far too much to tell a stranger, but he'd begun on the slide of words now and couldn't stop. "I touched his t-thighs. But that's not sex, is i-it? It's just. Touching. But now we're friends. Sort of. And we haven't..been back to the cave. I..I want to touch him again. But I c-can't. Because he doesn't want me." Mortified at himself, Sam finally shut up and buried his face in his hands, wishing he could sink into the ground or disappear up into the sky.