He hadn't thought of it that way. Uncertainty kept them away? That was... deep. He was pretty certain who he was, but he just wasn't certain about... others? The uncertainty of where he stood among others to put it simply? Maybe this was just harder right now because he couldn't sleep.

Sam finds himself blushing lightly when LeBlanc looks up at him, complimenting him about being kind and caring. Out of habit his other hand comes up to rub the back of his neck. "Ah... thank you."