Leave This Night Pure and Perfect

Putting himself in Nate's position, Sam knew he would have been clutching at the chance to live with someone as long as he could, so he just nodded and smiled. Hopefully one day Nate would feel comfortable on his own, but as long as he didn't cause trouble Sam didn't mind lending out his couch. He saw the way the other man raised his eyebrows at the time, but could not explain his awkwardness now he'd put himself in it. Sighing, he went to get a selection of blankets from upstairs; luckily for Nate Sam had always been a hoarder for things that made him comfortable, sheets and candles and pillows, books. Coming back down with several blankets and pillows in his arms, he dropped them by the edge of the couch. "If you get thirsty in the night, there is a pitcher of water in the kitchen. The bathroom is outside, a little past the back door. If you need anything else, you can come upstairs to get me, but please do knock." He did not like to be intruded on. Sam took a couple of steps away towards the stairs, then turned back. "Welcome to Caido, Nate." Samuel I hear in my mind All these voices I hear in my mind All of these words