[ He waits. He'll understand if it's something she wants to keep to herself, something that's just hers - he has those, too, and he knows there's nothing personal about it - but when she lets go, he gives it his full attention.
Nothing else exists for the moment, just the memory tempered not by the moment, but by a dozen moments afterward, by everything that Thane means to Shepard.
She's right. He is beautiful. ]
(There is no better reason.)
[ It's fond and bittersweet, tinged with the love he can feel from Shepard - Sam doesn't know Thane Krios, but the depth of Shepard's feelings for him are enough that somewhere in him is a little bit in love with a man he'll never meet - and with his own experience in what it means to have someone who just trusts you.
Who just believes in you, no questions asked, who just sees what you're doing and knows it's worth fighting for. ]
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Nothing else exists for the moment, just the memory tempered not by the moment, but by a dozen moments afterward, by everything that Thane means to Shepard.
She's right. He is beautiful. ]
( There is no better reason. )
[ It's fond and bittersweet, tinged with the love he can feel from Shepard - Sam doesn't know Thane Krios, but the depth of Shepard's feelings for him are enough that somewhere in him is a little bit in love with a man he'll never meet - and with his own experience in what it means to have someone who just trusts you.
Who just believes in you, no questions asked, who just sees what you're doing and knows it's worth fighting for. ]