On this winter's night with you

Sam was keenly aware of Remi's movements in the Rathskeller. Remi was his lifeline here, after all, the shore in the seas of his panic. He watched him go into the back with a quiet frown but didn't begin to worry until a while had passed. As soon as he had hold of the thought that Remi might be in trouble he couldn't shake it, fantasising monsters lurking in the back and ripping him in two. He stood up, checked about to make sure no one had followed (the more rational part of his mind that knew Remi was likely just upset knew this would be something better left private) then headed into the back himself, stepping softly so he didn't alert the Alchemist right away. But as soon as he saw Remi bent against the wall with his head on his arm, his body moved without thought. Sam came up behind Remi, circling arms loosely around his waist and resting his head on his back. "I-it's me." He mumbled into the back of his shirt, stroking a comforting hand over his chest. He had never felt comfortable being so physical with people before, but now that he and Remi had been in bed together...he suddenly felt a wall lift. "Are you a-alright?" Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve