I don't want a whole lotta might-have-beens

Hearing the door knock, Sam sat up in his chair, where he had been slumped reading. Stretching he smiled as he sighed out a sleepy hum. He was content, lately. With Nate in his home now taking on a rather different meaning and the danger of Zariah past, he was having some nice lazy evenings. Only occasionally did his mood sour, when he thought of Jigano and the conversation they had had. Slowly he walked to the door and opened it, a pleasant expression on his face as he saw Remi - then he saw how drawn and panicked Remi looked and his smile immediately dropped. "Remi...?" He reached forward for man's arm to pull him inside. "What's wrong? Did something happen!?" SAMUEL How could a night so frozen Be so scalding hot? How can a morning this mild Be so raw?