[ Sam waits while Bellamy thinks it over, doing his best to keep himself out of the mental link so he doesn't accidentally pry into his thought process. He'll push sometimes, yeah, but not like this. He made the offer, he's just gonna hang back and let Bellamy decide for himself.

When he agrees to it, Sam shoots him a small smile. ]

Back home, I spent a couple of years helping people figure out how to regulate their emotions, keep their thoughts from overwhelming them, stave off nightmares, that kind of thing. Ain't exactly trade secrets. But yeah, man, I got you. When do you wanna start?