It was the tip of his tongue to ask how it felt to have someone who wouldn't die on him... But Matthias opted not to. That topic was too sensitive to his new lover to bring up frivolously. So strange, the thought, for someone else's feelings and comfort to matter to him. Yet, Sam's feelings and comfort did matter to him.

Slowly trailing his fingers along the back of Sam's neck, Matthias sighed gently.

"Are you ready to rest?" Matthias didn't sleep, but he's accustomed to some of their routines: specifically laying beside Sam while he slept. The wolf always seemed to sleep less fitfully with Matthis close. But he didn't want to make assumptions about his stamina, either. Maybe Sam wanted to keep going or keep talking or keep doing something that required consciousness on his part.