The longer Samuel talked, the more he reminded Richard of someone. He couldn't quite place the feeling, it wasn't that same strange sense of deja vu he had experienced with Adam, but it wasn't entirely negative either. Maybe it was just the other man's dark sense of humor which was growing on him. Richard let the joke go bye without comment, but it did get an unintentional smirk out of him. Russian roulette probably did count in some way.
At Samuel's suggestion, Richard's smirk turned into an all out grin. "Don't remember much from the last time?" he asked, propping one arm on his knee. "It must have been a good game." The last time he had played Truth or Dare had probably been in high school and, damn, wasn't that a blast from the past? From what he remembered, that night had ended pretty well itself.
"Shit, anything to keep the walls from closing in." He wished, thinking back, that he had bought something alcoholic, but with the backlog in his fridge it had seemed like overkill. "I pick Truth." No way was he going to be stuck coming up with a dare at the first go. And besides, what could Samuel possibly ask?