"That makes two of us," Sam says on a heavy exhale, then leans over on a whim to press a kiss to her cheek. Eden's been the closest friend he's got here for a long time now, and he's always appreciated it, but never so much as right now, knowing that she gets it, having somewhere to go at all. The responsible thing would probably be to be home right now, but he'd be losing his damn mind and he knows it. That's probably true anyway, but at least he's not doing so alone, or doing anything more reckless than just driving over here. "Thanks."