They started to get into dangerous territory and Milo could feel it as he worked over those feathers and could tell that it was having an effect on Sam. "You probably are tired." He remarked not wanting to attribute the connection to anything else right now no matter how powerful the pull was. Laying there with him he could keep pretending that it was their own little world and none of it mattered. "Thank you, and I cherish your trust." The touch to his face caused him to close his eyes and wish that he could offer up a smile or anything to the other but despite the overwhelming desire, it didn't come.<br/><br/>"Go to sleep, I will be here to watch over you along with the protective energy of the church." He said softly ready to promise him the world just to give Sam the small bit of peace and happiness that he could do. Milo didn't try to push for more because he was starting to feel that this ground was forbidden and yet he couldn't stop. Sam was truly a beautiful soul and it hurt him still to think that he might never see Heaven again. He had to find a way to cleanse and purify this amazing angel.