Leaning back Sam nibbled on his numb lip. Waiting for feeling to come back into them before talking he thought of what he might like to do. “Can we give my mother some money to live off of? Dads shop did not go so well after he died, and most of my money has been going to keeping her living comfortable.” Standing back up Sam smiled. “You blushed again.” Now that he knew why he could not look in Fates eyes, he could. He found it kind of odd but it made sense in a non sense way. “And you said I could see sights after I am dead. What can I not do there that I could do here in the month I have left.” He gently set the hourglass as far back from the edge of the counter as he could.