Sam shrugged. "I...I don't know, man. I mean, it's complicated," he said softly. "But I feel like it's the best thing to do. It's easy to type an apology, you know? With this truth serum going around and you not having had it, it was easy for you to type an apology. But maybe if she saw it face to face it'd be easier to believe. I don't know," he twitched nervously, looking over at Judas again. If you'd tried to tell him awhile ago that he'd be just sitting in the park with a vampire, giving him advice, he'd have laughed at you. But here he was. This place was still the weirdest place to ever be weird.
"I think, maybe, the more time you give her to marinate on it, the more time she'll have to build up that wall of resistance, you know? Tell herself that she shouldn't forgive you," he offered his two cents.