Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
[He sits. Her hands over his elbows and shoulders, and he retreats back to the chair, onea her ballooning hands in his. He pulls her onto his lap, if she lets him.] Okay, but then you tell me what's goin' on with you, 'cause that helps me. [And it does.] Or we're just gonna be stuck chasing each other's tails forever, huh? [In the chair, he tucks her hair behind her ear.] There ain't much to it for me, huh? With Meredith. You know why that gets to me. I can't figure out why she'd do this, 'cept wantin' attention, and I dunno why she'd pick now, 'less somethin' happened to her at the egg hunt. I gotta hope she didn't hurt nobody else, but... I ain't had any reportsa nothin' like that. [Cris tips his head against Sam's.] You want me to be honest, I'm actually better about it than I thought I'd be, huh? I wanna sock her. I wanna do all that. It eats at me, but I ain't—broken 'causea it. No sé. Maybe it's 'cause so much else is goin' on. But, I got you, Joey, and Lou and everybody else, and for me, that helps, huh? It's selfish selflessness or somethin'. And I ain't worse than I was last night, in the hotel. It's like..., no sé, she can do bad stuff, but—[Cris don't know what he's trying to say, so he kinda shrugs. He pushes morea Sam's hair outta her reddening face.] I didn't lose you. I was scared last night, and nothin' she does is scarier than anya that. I'm sorry I didn't tell you 'bout Lou's thing. I know it's a big deal. I know. But, there's no quick fix for it—not like there is findin' Iris, stuff like that. [A frown. He picks up Sam's wrist again.] I'm worried 'bout what happened to you, 'bout pushin' you too hard, 'bout what happens when I ain't around and—sorta like you said last night, how I got no idea nonea it's even happening, and how much that scares me. All I wanna do is take you and Joey upstairs and lock the door and stay there for a while, huh? Donde haya silencio. Where we can remember who the fuck we are—who we really are, insteada just bein' reactive, insteada havin' to be the people always respondin' to some emergency. [Cris sucks his bottom lip, traces his fingers up Sam's arm, looks at her.] I dunno if anya that makes any sense. I guess I'm worried too it's just gonna make you feel worse. Maybe I'll say somethin' that'll weigh on you. [He smiles real small.] It's all kinda a mess, ain't it?