"Sam?" Raphael looked at Sam and wondered if it was going to be smart to talk to him frankly or if he would just double down on the heroics as he often seemed to. "Don't play hero and leave me out of it. I'm-- it's over."
Raphael gave him a half smile and then looked back at the shitty Eiffel tower. "I'm going to die here."
"I won't let you," Sam said, determined. Playing hero, of course. He wished he had a solid plan already, but so far he didn't know enough. But he had Matty as his brother, a father figure that had sold his soul to the King of Hell for him before, an angel who kept doing things no one else would ever dare and the devil himself in the back of his head.
He knew he'd find a way, much as things sucked right now. "I know you can't hope. But you can't make me stop hoping for us."
"Good luck." He gave Sam maybe a month before hope would start to dwindle but that was fine. Lazar had time. Sam was never leaving, he would die here with Raphie. And he didn't feel good about that. He truly hoped that there was a miracle. For Sam. Not for himself, he didn't think it was going to happen. "I'm rooting for you."
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Raphael gave him a half smile and then looked back at the shitty Eiffel tower. "I'm going to die here."
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He knew he'd find a way, much as things sucked right now. "I know you can't hope. But you can't make me stop hoping for us."
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