“And you thought this was the best way to make that happen?” Sam wasn’t going to seek her out and he’s not going to kill her, but he sure as hell is going to defend himself.

Never mind that that kind of goes against not killing her. He’s on the defensive at this point, only thinking about trying to get away from her, find Albert and Clint, and figure out how to get the hell out of here. He watches her warily, but - he can’t just sit here and wait for her to make a move. The only way forward is past her, so he’s just going to have to risk it.

Sam drops his machete a little and moves towards her.