It was going to take some major effort, but Heather was determined not to let anything get in the way of doing whatever it was she needed to do in order to keep the killings to a minimum, and to keep her Sam's guilt level as low as possible when he got back. Pretty daunting tasks for someone who could barely function from time to time, but it seemed that whenever Sam was involved, good or bad, she could manage.
"Well, what about you?" she asked, trying a small smirk. "Sex with me isn't going to be terrible, and I said you could still get your army together, so you're not losing out completely here."
She would've probably been able to keep up with the whole charade if he hadn't picked up on the fact that she was, indeed, a virgin. The other Sam had been the first person she'd really kissed, since she didn't count the silly pecks she'd had in school or on the playground as a child. Considering that, it stood to reason that she'd never had sex before, but of course, this Sam didn't know that, and she'd even implied otherwise.
"Looks can be deceiving," she told him, ignoring the inner battle going on inside her head just then.