That pout makes him chuckle a little, and his smile widens. "I didn't dance either, but I did wrestle around a bunch in the snow. Guess they liked it. And I had to catch my own meat, but they did send along a ton of spices."

Sam considers for a moment, then tilts his head in a 'come on in' gesture. The kid seems friendly, and even if that might just be a cover - Sam's willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. He's got plenty of weapons here, there's traps set up throughout the cave, and he has allies to back him up, in case he's accidentally letting in a sociopath or something.

"Grab a seat by the fire, man, cooking isn't half as fun if I'm not making it for someone." Which is true, even if he technically already was making it for the rest of his friends.