Sam relaxes at those touches, expression softening. It wasn't ever about choosing something over Dana, really. Stanford had been choosing normal over what their dad wanted, choosing something safe and for once, not worrying about monsters or drawing away from anyone not in the life. It hadn't had anything to do with Dana, really.

She was the only one who'd kept him half-way sane living with Dad, the only one there for him.

he tipped up at that kiss, eyes drifting shut at the contact. "Okay..." He wanted to believe that.

Even with all the insecurities that had popped up, all the little worries gnawing at him.

He returned the kiss lightly before shifting just that much closer to her, finally letting his eyes drift shut.