Sam sighed he didn't want to remember the bad memory that happened with Jessica. She must've somehow got out of the apartment and the whoever was on the ceiling was a ploy to make him lose control, she was standing in front of him alive and well. A little bit older but she's a live. That's all that really mattered to him right now.
"I want to be able to tell you things.. I didn't the last time and I felt like what happened was my fault." he said honestly and he was going to protect Jessica now if she wanted him around of course. His heart still belonged to her and he would always love her no matter what, she always mattered most to him.
Feeling her hand on his cheek he smiled at her and reached his hand up to touch hers softly. "Whatever you have is fine Jessica. I wouldn't mind a cup of tea." he said honestly and he didn't mind drinking tea and pastries was good enough for him. He sat down at the table she lead him to and hoped their conversation would go well.