[ He looks up at that, quietly studying Sam for a moment. Deep, personal conversations weren't exactly something he did on a regular basis but if he could have a tender heart-to-heart with Buffy's mom he could damn well do it with Sam.
Didn't need to get all squishy, after all.]
You can't overthink it, mate. Love — real love — will sweep you off your feet an' rip your heart out. That's th' kind that last.