"So, you're saying you would've been a hunter if you'd had more reliable transportation," he says, arching an eyebrow. Though it's not quite so clear in his tone, Sam can't keep his judgment at bay. Though he hasn't always rejected the wait-and-see approach, he doesn't give it much thought anymore. Especially here.

Still, he's curious as he takes another swig of his drink and drops the empty glass on the counter to refill. "And these village over-seers," he says, glancing up at her again as he pours. "What were they, hmm? What would they do to help people?"