Damien: I-thanks...
He looks at his feet
Sam: your welcome. - a little bit later he falls alseep on the grass-
Damien sighs and waits for you to wake up
Damien: (quietly)...He's actually pretty cute...
Sam: -he's just laying there, asleep-
Damien: sighs Mom, if-if you're up there...I-I don't think I can do this. The-the others...they were all evil-I-I told myself that, but-but he's...
Sam: -he turns over mumbling in his sleep-
Damien: I-shit-...please don't be awake...
Sam: -he quickly turns over again and yells something you dont understand, but then he hits his head on a rock- ow! . . ow . . that hurt- -he notices you're looking at him and his face turns red- im sorry ;w; forget i fell asleep, im sorry .
Damien: I-it's ok. Is your head alright?
He pulls you into his lap and checks your head for bumps or cuts
Sam: of course im- -his face turns even redder but he just stays quiet- . . -he's bleeding a bit but its not that bad, he'll just get a bad bruise-
