Samuel nodded. It was true. Only time could tell, and he shouldn't try to do too much at once. There was such an odd balance to it all. Rest without seeming lazy or sloth-like, eat without seeming gluttonous...The list went on and on. But he needed to trust Milo. The angel had never led him astray thus far. "That...sounds nice," he said softly as let Milo sit him on the edge of the tub. He let Milo help him undress. "You'll tell me though if I'm sinning? I mean, I know that it's only natural so do things. But there is such a thing as too much." He ducked his head. "I promise I won't ask you every five minutes. I just want some guidance."<br/><br/>He his fingers bit into the linoleum, biting his lip. "Please, just stay here?" his voice was barely above a whisper. Jared had gone already to get the garments, but left them on the toilet seat before leaving them alone. He did as Milo bid, concerned for them both. But he got some water on the pot to boil, then got out some boxed mac and cheese. From what Milo had told him, Samuel had been down there a really long time and would have no clue what instant macaroni and cheese would be or taste like, though he wanted to spice it up a little.<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response from Milo, Sam swung his legs around and dunk them into the holy water. The pain was immediate, his skin splitting open, though there was hardly any blood. It was more like black sludge oozing from the marrow of his being. He clenched his jaw so hard it hurt, but managed to get submerged up to his neck before he screamed. One after the other, ragged screams poured out of him, echoing off the bathroom walls. If there was a pale of something, Samuel would heave into it, the pain blinding and horrible. But he endured. He had endured so much already...Tears trailed down his cheeks, his voice soon too raw for anything more than hoarse groans as he shook and trembled. The water would have to be changed soon, too; it looked nearly pitch black, but the purity was still there. "I..." he whispered, then cleared his throat. "I would like to drink some holy water, and try one more bathe."