"Yeah I figured." Sam sighed again, sitting back in his chair and staring up that the ceiling a moment.

"When aren't things complicated with you? It's not the first time you've hidden something 'complicated' from me-"

Wait. Why is she hiding something 'complicated' from him and acting like it's something else. She's doing that thing she does when she thinks she's protecting him from something, again, isn't she? He narrows his eyes and looks back at her.

"Alice, this better not have anything to do with me."