Looking bleary eyed, Sam replied, "Daaaaamn, Ah bet you're right. He's prolly got some badass powers." Sam resolved that his strict 'Don't fuck with the bartender policy' was clearly appropriate.
"So you're okay being not dead, right?" Sam hoped that this made sense and prayed to god that his brother would not go all emotastic on him. "Like yer not wantin' to cry or some shit, right?"