"Fortitude," he replies softly when Asher gives thanks. The warrior was being respectful enough to thank them for their work so it seemed right he should know who or what it was. Fortitude wasn't doing this for 'thanks', but it gives a pleasant rumbling in Sam's head.

It was easy to see and hear some of the tension reside, which went to show that Asher was putting up with a good amount of pain, which was a bit upsetting to know it had been something he was dealing with this whole time. Least him and Christine were able to help with that, and hopefully soon they could have Asher back up on his feet. It would take a bit of time, a few healing sessions considering the extent of Asher's wounds and how long it had been before getting treatment.

Sam catches the way Asher smiles and goes for Christine's hand, adverting his eyes after a moment to give them at least the illusion of some privacy. The wooing comment certainly has his smile growing, but he doesn't laugh. "That... makes sense. Now that I have Fortitude there are a lot less demons when I dream."