"No need to thank me, Sam. I would do anything." Anything to avenge him. Anything to protect him. Anything to win him back. Barty assumed the meaning was clear as he tried and hold Sam's nervous gaze. Today, Sam's focus was clearly shot. Stubborn knobhead. "Anything you let me do."

There, that was his limit. "Let me drive you back to the station, yeah? And maybe you can make it an early day. I could take you home. Maybe back to mine."