[Is that a flash of anger in him? Maybe. But very surface. Disappointment, maybe, but it's gone again as soon as it came. Swallowed by the void of nothing behind Sam's ribs where his soul should be. He's not happy though, that's for sure.
He opens the bottle, somehow fittingly adorned with a skull and cross bones, and offers to fill her near by glass.]
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He nods a little. They've talked about Rick and their adventures. He isn't that surprised.]
Right. Yeah. Guess it's Evelyn O'Connell now, huh. Congratulations.
[Is that a flash of anger in him? Maybe. But very surface. Disappointment, maybe, but it's gone again as soon as it came. Swallowed by the void of nothing behind Sam's ribs where his soul should be. He's not happy though, that's for sure.
He opens the bottle, somehow fittingly adorned with a skull and cross bones, and offers to fill her near by glass.]
We should celebrate.