"Much better!" he smiled wider, and tended to his own bowl for a bit. he watched her, not directly staring but looking at the details of her. He could see a sort of empty quality about her, a sad thing. Sam had barely been given an education, let alone any higher form of it. This at times caused his questions to be incredibly direct and his statement blunt. subtlety was not his strong suit by any stretch of the imagination, "So? I saw that look you gave earlier. you weren't here, you were of somewheres else, where you wanted to be. Got a deam yer chasin? something so far out of yer reach its killin you? Is it someone? cause i can promise they won't think you look as good as i do." he just couldn't stop himself, even during what should be a serious conversation. Still, it was clear he actually was interested in her story. he had passed out rather early the night before, having hit the bottles starting during the day, so he could pretty well ignore the pounding in his head now. "its just us two in here, ain't nobody around to judge. lets hear it."