[ it's not so much that sam doesn't pick up on the harsher sound to the laugh, but rather he's gone through enough things that feel just a bit off that he doesn't, necessarily, take it to mean anything other than face value. ]

Solvunn, huh? How you feeling around all that farmland and those old gods?

[ sam is not looking at the ears as they lift and fall. he is not. that would be rude and he was taught better than that. ( but god, he wants to. they're kind of distracting? ) ]

Yeah, I wasn't into the whole - castle politics thing. Not my jam. [ sam shakes his head. ] I'm in the Fre Cities now.