"Aw, you think I look ridiculous?" Sam asked in mock hurt. "Sorry I left my corset and gown back home." She stuck her tongue between her teeth for a moment. It would take a miracle to make him smile. But it wasn't like she had a lot to do before they stopped for the night, or many other people to talk to. "Seriously if you think I look strange then you can imagine how all of you people look to me. I feel like I'm in a never ending renaissance fair."

Her cheeky expression faltered a bit as he went on. She shook her head slightly, trying and failing to understand. "If she's so powerful how can you willingly go against her on your own? I mean there has to be a way where you can keep up appearances with the queen, but let all of these people, your friends and potential allies, what you're doing, and who the real enemy is. Where the danger really lies." Sam gazed at the side of his face that she could see. "You care about them." She gestured towards Liam and Dorothea. "Don't you? And by the time this is all over they're both going to think the worst of you. Dorothea already does. Doesn't that bother you? To save this land you're basically going to destroy yourself. And your reputation. And your relationships with everyone you know. Because...you did all of these things to gain Narissa's trust. All of these horrible things. And yeah you did them because your ultimate goal was to stop her, but you still did them. You still killed all of Dorothea's guards, you still kidnapped her, you still dragged a girl from another world into this conflict, you still...I don't even know what else you did for Narissa. You're going to have hurt so many people by the time this is over. And even if you succeed I can't imagine that everyone is just going to be okay with that." Sam pressed a bit closer to him. "I just think this whole lone wolf thing is wildly unnecessary. You need friends, allies, people you can trust."

Liam looked at Raquelle with a raised eyebrow before looking at the cat. Then he let out an amused little laugh and shook his head before looking back at the girl. "Raquelle, honestly. She's not a stray. She's a pet and she belongs to Miss Shea. She has a name and everything." 

He went silent when the cat yowled loudly, jerking his head around in shock to see her crouched on his shoulder, teeth exposed in a silent hiss as she stared at Raquelle. At the girl's words Liam stared uncertainly at Samantha's cat before shaking his head a little at her antics. "Calm down girl." He stroked her black and white fur soothingly before looking back at Raquelle with a humorous glint in his eyes. "Perhaps you shouldn't insult her right in front of her." Then his tone went serious. "Raquelle, this cat is not mine to get rid of. As long as Miss Shea is with our company then her cat will be with us, too. The Marshal told me Miss Shea had been through quite an ordeal when he found her, and I'm sure the cat is just agitated after being held captive with her owner." That appeared to be all he had to say on the matter and he turned away to look at the road again. He carefully moved the cat from his shoulder to the saddle in front of him after a short while, as it was easier to stroke her fur that way.