It's definitely not easier for Sam to look at the water, so eventually his gaze travels upwards to the stars. It's not the sky he'd see over his head back home, if he could, he's pretty sure. But Sam also doesn't have a clue what the night sky is supposed to look like to begin with.
"And here I thought you never stopped talking," Sam mutters.
There's no heat to it, and he's not sure what to do with the fact that he just can't find himself to be angry right now.
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"And here I thought you never stopped talking," Sam mutters.
There's no heat to it, and he's not sure what to do with the fact that he just can't find himself to be angry right now.