He didn't laugh or make fun of her. Maybe if she wasn't recovering from some severe injuries, but as of now Sam was capable of holding his tongue. Besides, everyone had to start somewhere. He had.
"How'd that feel?" He asked, attention focused on Heather entirely. "Because, you know, when you really want to punch the crap out of something, these things make you feel a whole hell of a lot better than you would if you were to have punched some innocent bystander in the face." Not that Sam had any personal experience with that or anything. Ahem.