"Cherokee," Sam remarked as he wiped away a few remnants of black ink so he could see the lines more clearly as he continued working on the outline. Of course talking about his tribe definitely had an impact, it made him realise just how much he missed them, his family and being close to the place of his birth. He knew however that his leaving had been the right choice because at the time he had been a danger and he wasn't going to be responsible for hurting somebody in his tribe. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he did that. "And I know, a long way from home, but better for everyone involved."
He then bent back over Danny's arm and continued to follow the lines until it seemed like no time had passed before he was leaning back and reaching out to grab some cleaning spray and some paper towels. He washed the area down with the spray and then mopped up the remnants with the towel. "Right, outline is done. What do you think so far?"