[Seasonal Event] Escape From/To You

Samuel Though I know I should know better Well, I can make this work Is it just part of the process? Well, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, it hurts Every word from Remi's mouth was a slap in the face, but Sam just took it with a blank face and a lost mind. He had no reference for this, for any of it. For a second he wanted to self-pity, to whine about how after years of trying to get out he'd found a man he could love...and then that man was in love with someone else that Sam couldn't even see. He couldn't help the closing of his eyes and biting of his lip as he heard Remi say 'I love you too', but it was so wrong, wrong, wrong. Sad and explanatory, not the thrill he'd wanted. "...A...Alright. Um. Slower. But...we st-still...do this?" He asked, desperately pulling Remi's hand to his mouth now, his turn to kiss at Remi's knuckles. "...I would...l-like it if you could still...tell me before you g-go somewhere, and maybe...ask? Or at l-least tell me before you...g-get bitten. And we could st-still talk. And see eachother." He knew he was basically just describing a relationship, but he was needy now for some rules, some framework to build something within. "...If you w-want, I'll never..s-say it again either."