Adults really like asking about what kids want to do when they grow up, Sam realizes, and he and Steve have a few responses picked out: I wanna be an artist, a firefighter, an astronaut, a baker, a teacher… And then one day Steve adds a twist: “I’m gonna be an artist and I’m gonna marry Sam so we can live together and get a bunch of dogs.”
"And birds," Sam adds, mostly pleased with Steve’s proposed future plans.
Although, for some reason, this causes the adult to laugh at them, and when Steve’s eyes grow wet with indignant tears, Sam decides they should keep their goals to themselves.
"It’s okay," Sam tells him later, voice hushed. "I though it was a really good idea! How many dogs should we get?"
"Eight," Steve sniffs, rubbing his eyes. His nose is still a little red and his voice is still a little wet, but he already seems to be brightening when he looks to Sam and gives him a smile. "What kind of birds do you want?"