[ Sam will reach to fully embrace Jewel, burying his face against the other's chest without fuss. For the moment he just savors it all: the warmth, the heartbeat, the rise and fall of his chest, the sound of Jewel's voice because it's going to be gone soon, even if only for a little while. He needs to at least remember Jewel's still in one piece, that he didn't suffer through that torture of 'death.' ]
Re: Evening 212
... You're more than enough.