On this winter's night with you

Sam raised his hands to lay flat over Remi's back as he turned, pressing his head to rest in against his chest. He listened to the words but didn't really understand (did he mean the barrier? Had he gone beyond it?), but he did understand the sadness behind them and wanted desperately to help get it out. "I...I'm sorry. She...sh-she...it was..." Sam couldn't really put words to it, the horror of watching someone so swiftly and easily killed. He hadn't known who she was but the sight had been enough to put an ice pick of fear into his heart. "..I'm sor-sorry." Remi's sudden request took him by surprise. He wasn't sure how to respond to it at first, unsure if Remi meant he thought he was going to die too. It was possible, but Sam had no intentions of dying this LongNight. But it seemed important to Remi, so he nodded. "I...I pr-promise. He pressed a kiss to Remi's chest. "I w-will always say g..goodbye. But..." Sam looked up and kissed Remi's chin, raised a hand to push his hair back. "H-Hopefully I won't n..need to say it much." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve