"an workin while NOT eatin is gonna give you security? I'm sure the old man ain't gonna work you like a borrowed mule, you can't look for opportunity when yer off?" he narrowed his eyes at her as she turned her back on him, "to what end...to YOUR end. spend the rest of yer life wishing and wanting staring through a tavern window, or go for it and at least not regret havin never tried." he grabbed her by the shoulders to spin her back around, "it were clear to me on that rock today that dancin is all you care about. its the only time i've seen you smile. i can understand tryin and failin ma'am, but i can't get sittin back and wishin." true, he didn't know much about her, true he didn't know if she had tried or not elsewhere, or even here. Sam however did not want to see her end up like he had. while it ended up leading to a happy...but temporary life, that ended in disaster, for himself and all involved. "I'm beggin ya, don't end up like me."