[ yeah, well, being a professional only gets you so far, in sam's world. he nearly asks if she wants to talk about it, too. but there's a feeling, a sense he picks up on just by watching, that a maybe later doesn't quite need to be said.

he gives her a smile, then. welcoming, supportive, gentle. if she wants some happier time with him first, he can do that. he has definitely put work into making this place feel happier, even if it's missing the permeating feeling of safety that she probably remembers seeing. ]

Sheep farming? You're a sheep farmer now? [ he smile, clearly trying to make a joke. ] Yeah, that's a little different from a castle dungeon, I would say. And what do you think about the whole gods thing they have going over there?