I'm not asking you to do that. But it's likely he could know something important. [ Whatever that is, he couldn't even begin to guess. There are far too many what-ifs, and supposing this is likely to become a priority, he's going to have to sort out far too much himself. ] Keep your enemies closer - as they say.

[ You are your own worst, after all. He gives him a smug grin before dropping his eyes to stare at the bottle he's drinking from. His thumb rolls along the edge. ]

... isn't that Sam's choice?