Sam knew it had to have hurt, even if he couldn't see it on her face. Then again, how would he know what he saw in her face, since this was the first time he'd ever seen it in anything other than a flat photo.

He sighed, because he didn't want to feel guilty about this, and... oh for fuck's sake. Sam reached out and pulled her into a hug. "Don't think I don't love you, and I'm not glad to see you. I do. I am. I just... need a little time to get used to the idea."