Sam hadn't meant to injure Eddie, but he couldn't say he was particularly upset to have hurt a werewolf. This was however, not a good thing for their survival as right now he was in the entirely insane predicament of needing this beast's help. At least for now, they were both still alive. Given what Eddie had told him, he couldn't say the same for the rest of his team and who knows who else in the hotel was a casualty of this mess. He hadn't failed a mission this bad since he was just a recruit. He waited and watched as the other patched himself up, but not letting his guard down and ready to shoot again if someone walked up on them. 

When Eddie started talking about a plan, he listened and couldn't help but wonder why he was being so vague. And then Eddie asked Sam if he trusted him. Trust a werewolf? The very idea was ludicrous and yet, Sam didn't have a whole lot of options then. His training told him he should just put a bullet in the werewolf's head right now and find a way to get himself out. But now, even knowing for sure about the other's true nature, there was some nagging thought in the back of Sam's mind that still saw the humanity in Eddie that he'd witnessed all night and for the last few days observing him. Surely that was worth something? Hell, Sam had [i]shot[/i] him and Eddie still hadn't turned on him or lost himself in some kind of beastly rage like Sam would typically expect from a werewolf. 

"Trust might be stretching it, but I like our chances better together." He said, deciding he was ready to go along with Eddie.