On this winter's night with you

Sam wasn't sure what he was expecting in response,  but the sob that came from Remi still managed to surprise him. Was that a good sign? He had never confessed his love to anyone before,  didn't know what was meant to happen,  if crying was normal or of Remi was meant to sweep him up in his arms. He knew nothing of his qualms about Loren, only knew his own history of loneliness and his desperation for love in his life. To him love was something made all the better by abundance and having it now. Having had a past love would not have affected his need to say it here. His confusion and apprehension changed to panic as Remi grabbed him and fell forward, almost as if he was in sudden pain. "Wh-what's wrong!?" His voice wavered as he leaned forward to look at Remi's face and hold his shoulders. "Oh, Remi..." He whispered sadly once he saw the tears. He assumed the problem was the deaths from before and general fear. Hoping it might comfort, he cupped Remi's face. "I lo-love you. I love you. You'll be a-...alright." He moved to stroke his hair and kissed his forehead. "I...I have y-you. I'm not g-going anywhere." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve