Re: Savannah/G
"I'm sure he's as fine as apple pie if I ask him, but I ain't askin' him, am I?" she said, before stopping, because that was not the way to talk outside of Texas, not if you wanted people to take you seriously. That was another lesson she had learned back in junior high. "Right, too much time with Tim." It seemed that ten minutes with Tim was too much time.
"He's not fine, and don't lie to me. All right, you aren't lying; you're just not answering, which it's not that different," she said. "I know what happened and we'll get Sam through this. Not just you, but us, okay? I know he'll listen to you the most, but you're not doing this alone. I'll help, even if I have to make him cook with me for days so he gets to complain at me instead of thinking of what happened. It's just... he's not fine. He didn't even do an evaluation for the defense training, and I know it's only a day, but this is Sam. He doesn't waste time."
Savannah kissed his cheek. "What about you? Are you doing all right with all of this? I know you worry when things don't go well and usually you talk to Sam, and now... you can talk to me. I know it's not the same, but you can still talk to me. I promise not to tell anyone that you're human."
She smiled and nodded. "Yes, he did. I don't think he was expecting this much, and you're totally not throwing me off the important conversation by mentioning parties, cakes or gifts."