It’s obvious that family isn’t exactly the most uplifting of subjects, here. It probably wouldn’t be even if they were all human, considering that at the very least, they’re all separated from their families in here, but with whatever troll complications they’ve got going on? Sam hopes he can be forgiven for trying to lighten the mood a little.

Yeah, Sam definitely likes this guy. He fights a laugh as Psiioniic keeps talking, the corners of his eyes crinkling up in amusement.

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be, huh?” Sam gives up on hiding his laugh, soft and pleased, shooting Psiioniic a sly look from underneath his lashes as he hands over some of the marshmallows. “I’ll remember that.”

He ducks his head a little when Kurloz compliments his pancakes. “You’re just saying that because there’s chocolate chips and soda in them,” he teases, putting together another s’more and passing it over to him. “I’ll make you as many as you want.”