[ Sam makes a face make at her, raising an eyebrow and shaking his head. ]

I said he thinks, not that I thought it, too. He should have left you alone if he wasn't prepared to deal with being lashed out at.

[ It takes very little to provoke Damon, Sam's realized, and while he still doesn't know what Ilde expected lashing out at anyone who looked at her too long - he does know grief isn't logical, and he gets being too overwhelmed to do anything but react.

Sam doesn't really know what happened, and he isn't planning on asking. He's not interested in judging either of them.

Her response isn't unexpected, either - but he's not going to take it at face value, not yet. It's not like he's holding his breath for her answer to change, but he knows better than to assume anyone is at their best for something like this. ]

I'm not gonna make anything of it. Doesn't seem like now's the time for sermons, either.