Sam: . . but . . you're crying . .
Damien: I...that doesn't matter!
Sam: . . Why wouldn't it? . . I'm going home come back when you feel better.
Damien: I-no! No it-it won't be safe...
Sam: . . I'll stay then. -he goes back and sits down beside you-
Damien buries his head in his hands
Damien:...what am I even doing...?
Sam: . . .
Damien: I-I'm such an idiot...
Sam: . . -he rests his head on his knees, hiding his face- -he's . . Glowing with heat?? He looks very mad-
Damien looks up
Damien: I-what...what are you...?
