Sam Goode and Weiss
"I miss mine, but I have no idea what he would be like, these days, really." he shook his head. "I'm glad that you're free of yours, however."
Sam gladly poured for her, and nodded to her, handing her a glass with a bow. "As milady wishes." He grinned, then poured his own glass.
He raised his to her in salute. "To choosing your own future, and who to spend it with."