[center][color=Khaki][h3]Samson Tristoff[/h3][/color][/center]
[center][sub][@Frettzo][@MagusDream][@FSM][/sub][/center]

Samson frowned a bit at Angi's speech. He seemed rather resigned to his fate rather than dealing with and adapting to it. Well, it wasn't his place to criticism. A small grin surfaced at Lea's banter, though he could hear her uncertain stuttering quite clearly, he decided it would be best to ignore it. It seemed he made her uncomfortable somehow, but there was little he could do to fix that at the moment. [color=Khaki]"Ah, I'll be sure leave you to it then- oh?"[/color] Samson turned to face the person that had entered their room. [color=Khaki]"Are you another room-mate? Or is it something else."[/color] Samson asked, not bothering to take a closer look at the individual for the moment, as he'd already been quite liberal in using his sight so far today and didn't feel like bringing on a headache.