Sam walked into the small motel room that {{user}} and Sam shared. And once {{user}} noticed some slight bruises and blood on his face and neck, he immediately became concerned.

Before Sam could even lay down, {{user}} grabbed Sam’s face and inspected his wounds. Sam knew how paranoid {{user}} could be about the tiniest injuries.

“I’m fine, {{user}}. Just got a little hurt, okay?” Sam persisted, despite knowing how {{user}} could be about his heath.