Sam, on the other hand, had been pretty much been expecting a bit more party when he arrived at the festival. The well-worded call to arms has him a little wary (okay, more than a little), but he does his best not to let it deter him from the goal he'd actually had coming here - checking the faces, making himself known among the locals, checking in on those he knows and those he doesn't, and then when they're all summoned (ha ha) to Portham Hall after, of course Sam goes.

After his conversations with Marlo, there was no chance he'd miss it. But more than that, Sam wants to make sure he's not missing any new arrivals, which is partially how he ends up to the blond's side, arms crossed over his chest and frown not as deep as it could be, but there. At the question, though, Sam glances over, shrugs once.

"They're not exactly at electricity yet, last I checked it out, so probably power experiments. Look to use it to work on new tech. Power like that- no telling how it'll end up being used." Sam does not exactly sound excited about the prospect, but that's a much longer conversation this kid probably isn't entirely looking to start. Still, after another moment, Sam will relax - dropping his arms from where they'd been crossed over his chest and offering a hand. "Name's Sam, by the way. I don't think we've met."