Sam gladly took the drink of water before getting up to take a few more from the river. He was a bit concerned about how clean the water was before he started thinking on how his lycanthropy might change how his body would react to disease. Werewolf stories were diverse, and he did not know which ones would apply to them. In some, they were almost normal apart from their lycan forms, while in others, they had abilities that really set them apart from humans. He wondered if diseases would even effect him anymore. Regardless, for the moment, there was nothing he could do to test his theories, so he simply returned to Stevie and sat down beside her. 

Sam put an arm around her waist and rested his other hand on her shoulder. He smiled as he stared into her eyes. Despite the downpour of rain, despite the cracks of thunder that could be heard every minute or so, everything seemed peaceful while he was with her. He no longer paid attention to the cold anymore, as both of them had dried at least slightly. "I think...I think I [i]very[/i] much want to." He said, pressing his forehead to hers and giving a sly grin.