Sam was getting increasingly uncomfortable. He didn't like this situation. He'd wanted to just have a nice day with Ryan, and suddenly things were not going at all the way he intended for them to. Sampson also really didn't like this Milo fellow and didn't know why Ryan was here in the first place. Had he brought him here? No, he wouldn't think that. Ryan wouldn't do such a thing. He wasn't that kind of person, from what he knew. When the surge went through him he sat down, hard, and glared over at Kane. It had to be coming over from him.<br/><br/>Dammit why was he drawn to him so much? He didn't want to be. Of course he remembered the nice things, but all it felt like was lust between them. Physical chemistry. His gaze, hardened by anger and frustration, went over to Milo. "Yes. I want to remember. I don't like having parts of my memory chunked out. I'm not mentally diseased. I don't want to keep forgetting things. I want to know, and I want to make a decision based on knowing, not...being blind." He leaned forward and pressed his head in his hands. He was afraid it would change things with Ryan. "Otherwise I'd be going into this relationship with you half assed and I don't want that. It's not fair to you."