Yeah, yeah, it's all good. I'm not freaked or anything." Only he was, his heart was racing and he was a little dizzy but then, he usually was so what else was new? He stopped out of the car and then looked over at the house. It had a light on and it didn't look too bad - lots of books stacked in the windowsill too. Must have been a reader like Sam.

He took Sam's hand and then smiled at him. Fuck. This was pretty heavy. He was not used to heavy.

"If I'm being a dick, like ... stomp on my foot or something." So he didn't make an ass of himself.