Sam could hear the hesitation in his voice. "Good. That's good. I'll pick you up at five?" He asked. He knew he'd hurt him, despite being hurt himself. It was reassuring that Ryan wasn't a demon. Sam felt that he could really be anything else and he'd do everything he could to make things right between them. Including not abusing his power after this week. If Ryan had told him to fuck off he wouldn't have persisted regardless. Baby steps. He was going to do this right and not rush things. Everything had come to a head and there was no reason to at this point. He just hoped he hadn't ruined things completely between them.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>Rai shook his head. "Don't beat yourself up. I don't blame you for what happened to me, no matter the reason. Besides. This isn't my first rodeo." He poked his head out from the blanket and peered up at home. "Yeah you're probably right. I never know about these places." He moved to stand, naked underneath. He looked around and found a box of wipes. He proceeded to wipe off the blood and semen from his body. He bent in rather obscene pisses, but he wasn't trying to visibly flirt with Kane. He could tell he wasn't in the mood. "Yeah I'm classified as non sentiens dolorem. But since I feel pleasure in the place of pain I'm just fabulous." He grinned at him.