Sam follows, close enough to be felt without crowding. It's a respectful distance because he does not know these men, knows them even less than Natalya does. What they suffered in their world is nothing like what Sam's gone through. He can't begin to imagine.
"I bet they think it's nice," Sam counters gently. "To know someone's thinking of them. If the words fit, there's no reason to change them."
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Date: 2011-09-17 09:50 pm (UTC)"I bet they think it's nice," Sam counters gently. "To know someone's thinking of them. If the words fit, there's no reason to change them."