Seeing the way her eyes mist over and the attempt at humor, Sam can't help put use the grip he already had on her hands to pull her into him and wrap his arms around her.

"I can't promise not to go missing but I can promise I will try my best not to. I wish it didn't happen in the first place." His thoughts turn to Celia again and there's a bitterness there now. He hates that she had lied to him, even if she said she really had liked him in the end she still planned on tossing him in that place with no care on if he lived or not. There was no way she could have known for certain.