There was one final Thud upon the door, and Samuel opened the door then walked back out. Now he was wearing a 2 piece suit, with a tie and everything. His wounds were covered with thick padded bandages. He walked with a bit of a limp and held his right side where you had shot him. His medium length blond hair was combed to the side. He looked right then left before spotting you, slunk down to the floor. He hoolds out a hand, and calmly states. "Cmon. We should go downstairs and eat."

As he looks down upon you, he notices your not wearing your helmet, and hesitates making eye contact. Its a little difficult for him to look his murderer in the eye and offer them help at the same time. None the less he swallowed his pride and offered you help up with his good arm.