Sarcasm. Attitude. Sam swallowed hard and nodded. Yeah, he had to take it all like a man. That was part of the earlier plan. Let her dish it. Take it. Don't complain. He was well aware as to how much he truly deserved it. Sam was actually hoping that she would yell at him. Maybe even strike him. The glare, the sheltered tone of voice? It was worse than either of the other two ever could have been. He didn't know how to react here. He had expected so much worse coming in.
But this was the beginning. The tide could easily turn on him when he least expected it.
"I didn't," Sam said quietly, "not until...I didn't realize it until it was too late. We were too close. I couldn't..." He didn't know how to explain without sounding like some sort of pathetic drug addict. "I couldn't stop."