Sam smiled gratefully at Dorothea as she voiced her confidence that she would get home.She had determination of her own but at the same time she could't help but feel that getting home successfully was a long shot. Sam had never been much of an optimist. Still she was glad for her friend's confidence. It gave her hope when she desperately needed it. "Thanks, Dorothea." She smiled at the thought of Dorothea actually getting a good look at her home, rather than sprinting through it as a cat to escape soldiers. She supposed when Dorothea took this tour of her world she would be human again. She tried to imagine it but it was difficult to when she had no idea what Dorothea really looked like. "I'd be honored to give you this tour. I could take you to the top of the Empire State Building. And Time's Square. They'd blow your mind."

Laughing a bit she looked ahead and raised an eyebrow. "Where'd the Marshal go?" He immediately reappeared, calling to her and beckoning her to follow. Sam quickened her pace, trying not to stumble on rocks and falled branches. "Um, Dorothea?" she said, looking a bit guilty as she considered her question. "I was wondering about your mom. You mentioned her before, but, um, what was she like? And...I don't want to sound...inconsiderate, but how long ago did she die?" She winced a little after asking the question. "If you don't want to talk about it that's fine. I was just...wondering."

She stepped out of the trees and glanced around. She may have never seen a road like this one before but she knew a road when she saw it. She looked over at August. "This is the road the prince will be traveling on, yeah? Which way to Verinia's capitol?" She thought of the three dwarves, Alphonse, Coralie, and Florian. She wondered if they had made it to the horse farm without them and if they were currently looking for them. She looked up the road again, brow furrowed. "Do you think the company's passed this way already?"