"I'll be okay, Sam." He'd be okay because he had to be. Because there was no other way for him to be. "It's okay."

It wasn't okay and they both knew it. But what else could Gabriel tell him? He wouldn't lie to him, and he couldn't apologize for being in love with him.

"You don't have to. It's.. Christ, Sam," he blew out his breath. "I'll live."