Left looking between the two, Sam sits on his uncertainty while their scene plays out. He lifts both hands when a moment allows him and he offers what can only be an earnest smile.

"I don't see why you couldn't be a student of whatever," he says, noting Ciri, "Or why you couldn't be a teacher," Sam adds, gesturing to his brother. Granted, classes for all involved would vary greatly — of that he's certain — and Sam probably wouldn't be taking Dean's class (for crossover reasons, he tells himself) but it doesn't seem out of the ordinary.

"Isn't the university a pretty large draw? I assumed people would be taking advantage of that," Sam explains, hoping his reasoning isn't too elementary for Ciri's liking. "I know I'm planning to see what they have to offer." He doesn't say as much, but there's no family business here to maintain, although there's no chance Sam won't be involved in whatever the others embroil themselves. Still, his curiosity won't be sated until he gives it proper consideration.