Once he finished the somewhat out dated story he had given her. The pain lingered in his eyes for a moment, before it was gone covered by a barrier he had set up for the past hundred years or so of his life. When she said she was sorry he shook his head, "its not your fault no reason to apologize." Once he was out of the hospital he knew he would have trouble getting into his apartment. Also with getting anywhere out of bed.

He looked to the door, when the nurse came in with their food. When Sam untangled her hand with his the warmth disappearing from his hand. He watched her make his plate for him. "No pasta I'm fine with the pizza and garlic bread." He shaking his head, he got rid of any lingering memories in his head. Knowing he would have to get a hold!d of his thoughts sooner or later. He wouldn't let his memories rule his life.

"By the way thanks for doing this you didn't have to Sam." He meant that most people would just leave him alone. Well more or less that would be his fault somewhat.