He shook his head sadly, "I can't, I can't just make it better. there is no washin my hands clean of the past. So even with what i've done I have to ask you to trust me. If it came down to it, i would defend us. I won't lie to you about that. if it came to a choice of me killing someone, or them seriously hurtin you...or worse...i can't say i wouldn't shoot them. A while back, when i lost my temper on that shop keeper, the one that called you a frog?" Sam shook his head. it still made him a little angry, infact he had thought about going back to thst shop, breaking a window and seeing how much horse manure he could find to throw through but ultimately decided against it

"I'll admit that got to me, i likely would have said worse had you not been there. I've been trying to work on it, to change my mind from five years of livin in the mountains intimidating folks for cash. its takin time, but i don't wanna land myself in jail or on the end of a rope an risk losin you." He rubbed her back, he was sure he had scared her, but he didn't know what else to do to try and comfort her, if he even could. "All i can do is swear to you I will not get violent unless it comes to protectin this family, and hope you can trust me to hold to that."