"Whoa, wait. WHAT? TWELVE!?!" Sam immediatley flew to his feet and paced. "Oh, my GOD. I'm going to JAIL. Holy shit, they're gonna lock me up for THE REST OF MY LIFE. TWELEVE!?!"
The world hated him, he was certain of it now.
"Anne! I...." He sort of flailed. "But, how? You look..my age. Give or take. Oh my God." He sort of wandered around in a circle.