"Really. And yeah, exactly that. He's one, too." He has to laugh at how Sam hit the proverbial nail right on the head. And if the laugh is a little strained from discomfort, well... he's still laughing, and he's not squirming, so that's probably good.

"Aaah, wow..." He does sound genuinely impressed about the soldier thing. He and Nitou had been making it all up as they went. Here was a guy who was actually trained in all the things a guy needed to know to survive in here. Or who at least should be. Could you blame him for feeling a bit of admiration and envy? "So you gave him a hand when he needed it?" And he laughs as the language clicks together and a joke hits him, then gives his eyebrows an arch and dares to look back at the stitching that Sam's been doing. "Probably not as literally as you're giving me a hand?"