On this winter's night with you

"Well...i-it's still amazing that y-you can ma...make all of this." Sam smiled, reaching out to cover Remi's hand with his own. He didn't know what to say about the friend - Sam hadn't had much of that kind of loss in his life because he simply hadn't had the people to lose. All he could do was squeeze Remi's fingers and nod sympathetically. "Honestly, I d-don't care much for alcohol anyway." He said with a shrug. He'd never been able to feel the affects anyway, and it didn't taste very nice. The loss of wine when he'd worked out it reminded him of blood had meant very little to him. As Remi pulled him close he lifted his legs up and rested them on Remi's lap, fitting them together with ease and kissing at his jaw and neck. A noise carried in from upstairs and Sam sighed, resting his head on Remi's shoulder. "They should be quieter up-upstairs. It's...it...you need to be qu-quiet. So the monsters d-don't know you're there. Do...y-you think they'd listen? To you? They won't...to me. Y-you're the only one who listens t-to me. ..Except Jigano, but..." Sam frowned. "We had a...f-falling out." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve