Sam nodded. He hated hos desperate he felt. But he knew he was sitting in a boat that was well on its way to sinking, if he didn't do something to break the pattern of self abuse. Without Cas and without Dean, he was a ticking bomb, and he wasn't sure when the count down would end.
"I'd like that, Keleios." He found a small, almost tentative smile. "If you're sure." He knew she wouldn't have made the offer if she had any reservations about it, but he felt the need to give her a window to back out.