Fuck, did she understand. And never once, not since arriving in this stupid clown rodeo, had Sam ever felt so painfully tempted to reveal her secret, to express that she understood the thirst for normal only too well.

But she couldn't. She barely even knew Helen. Something inside of her just...resisted it.

And Sam hated herself a little bit for it.

A lot.

"I...never thought someone would see a bright side...to all of this." She made a helpless gesture around the kitchen, as if trying to encompass the whole village.