'Would you rather me call him "Sammy"?' he asked quirking an eyebrow in a general sense that he was teasing her. 'I don't think he would like it if I kept calling him "Sammy" though.'
Questions? Where to begin? Everything was so different, the stories, the reasoning and just everything. He knew of the legends from his father, the stories from research. Still, the variation may be caused by some tribe spell. 'It's a tribal thing, right?'