Something was wrong. Sam looked at her carefully, brow furrowing as he tried to just figure out whatever the hell it was that was going through her mind right now. Was she upset? She didn't look entirely pleased anymore, that was for sure. Maybe they were going too fast. Maybe he was pushing her too far. Sam drew in a breath and listened to her as she spoke. He was doing his best to be patient with her. To wait it out. He would do whatever was necessary to help her with this. Especially since he inwardly felt like it was his fault entirely for what had happened in the first place.
"What do you want me to do?" He asked her quietly. "Tell me how."