Shoot The Messenger

Remi, thankfully, did not question him any further about Nate. Sam did not yet know himself what they were ('roommates' didn't quite feel right, though) and was hardly ready to tell someone else about it. Telling everyone seemed such an absurd idea to Sam that he hadn't even considered it. "...But...well, I am not confident speaking in front of many people anyway, but...they will not be happy with me, when they find out. What's to stop me getting hurt then? As much as you and Nate may want to protect me there would be more of them, if we gathered people." He could just see it in his mind - people rushing forward to grab him. And would they even be wrong? He didn't say his other reason, thinking Remi didn't like it - but he didn't want to betray the Voice and besmirch her name to everyone, not just yet anyway. He wanted to give her a chance to prove this right. "You are a better man than most, and I.." Sam shook his head and sighed. "I think it clouds your way of seeing things, sometimes, Remi. I don't think anyone else will be able to so easily not blame me." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve