Sam had watched riley walk over to Gar and wished she had been socially brave enough to have done the same, though she was quite content where she was just the same. She looked up at the girl in front of them and smiled while shaking her head, letting her know she could sit and that no, no one else was sitting there. Sam loved the way the girl spoke, as if everything was an idea that could be born into truth. "Completely possible." She tacted on.