[Sam is a little more perceptive than he lets on sometimes. There's something here, something more to this and it's really no surprise it seems personal. They were talking about his mother after all. Considering everything Spike had told him so far was pretty nonchalant and then this? The tension, the dodging? It was curious. He couldn't quite tell if under that agitation was a measure of guilt, but the blond did seem pretty shaken at seeing her. It'd been a long time for Spike and there was something almost sad and longing the way he'd looked at her.]
Is it?
[Even that response seemed to be lacking the usual conviction. Sam was prodding gently. What are you hiding Spike? What kind of a man are you really?]