[ Sam would be disappointed if it was over; he's expecting so many more awful pet names. It's - well, it's something Sam appreciates, having the kind of friendship with Damon where he can do stupid shit.
And seeing Damon's delight in his present, Sam can't help but grin back.
He reaches up to stroke over the bird's head, rolling his eyes with a little chuckle when the bird snaps its beak at Sam's hand before allowing him to scratch his fingers through its feathers, two pairs of eyes sliding shut in contentment. ]
He's too old to be with the other babies now, and I thought of you. I think we both got a fondness for birds. [ He holds his arm out, offering the alien creature to Damon. ]
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And seeing Damon's delight in his present, Sam can't help but grin back.
He reaches up to stroke over the bird's head, rolling his eyes with a little chuckle when the bird snaps its beak at Sam's hand before allowing him to scratch his fingers through its feathers, two pairs of eyes sliding shut in contentment. ]
He's too old to be with the other babies now, and I thought of you. I think we both got a fondness for birds. [ He holds his arm out, offering the alien creature to Damon. ]