[ sam's in the back, in the kitchen, which is pretty much the place for him whenever he's feeling restless these days. if he hears tony approaching, he'll call him back all the same, looking up and pretty instantly noticing just how much better he does look. which is. good. it takes off a worry that sam hadn't quite realized he had.

instead, he kind of snorts. gestures for one of the bar seats, if tony wants to sit down. ]

You? Giving up control like that? Wasn't sure it was possible.

[ he lets tony look around, let's tony take as much time as he wants to be nosy. he'll find photos of people and places that look almost like home, and then some distinctly made-up ones of people sam's met here. either way, sam's gonna talk loud enough that where ever tony is snooping he'll hear. ]

I want to talk. About how things are in Solvunn. About some shit going on in the Free Cities. [ whatever it is sam's cooking, it's involved chopping or. ] Whether or not you want to get involved, you should know what's happening, and some shit is going to start happening.