Raphael tried, he really tried but if he admitted affection, he admitted lies and deception and they always ended with stitches and torture. He didn't want to, he tried but then he heard Sam choke, wheeze and struggle. His eyes opened and he looked at Sam. Shit, he was almost turning blue.

"Stop!" Raphael shouted because he knew it was a test and he knew he had to relent. Lazar won. He always won. "Stop it, he'll die!"