S A M U E L
Sam did indeed take Remi licking his lips as a good sign, but with no actual verbal answer to back it up, he could not move forward. What was between them was so fragile and he'd already tried his luck too far, pushed the string taunt; his fingers fell from Remi's chin.
"..Alright. I'm sorry. " He spoke somewhere down and left of Remi, no longer able to look in his eyes. "But..I would still very much like to go with you, when...or if the barrier falls. "
With that said there was little else to do now, heavy awkward tension settling like snow around them. Sam glanced at the door and fidgeted with his sleeve, clearly about to leave unless stopped.
I AM THE OCEAN CLAWING AT YOUR MOON
