It was the first time in a while that he sincerely laughed along with Jay, even if it was directed towards the strange look on his brother's face. "Ah'm afraid we have met. Uh long time ago. If Ah remember, ain't you the kid wit' the wings." He frowned deeply, canting his head. "Yer stuck wit' me, bro. An' don't you worry about weapons jes' yet. Yer still'a kid." Sam emphasized the word kid in a teasing manner, smiling slyly at Icarus.
"Do Ah like trainin'? Trainin' is fun sometimes, 'specially with your teammates. Ain't fun all the damn time though, when yer achin' an sore. Or when they wake ya up at 4 in the mornin'. But sometimes it's necessary." The space next to Jay was empty, so Sam walked over and dropped yourself next to him, his forearms resting on his thighs so his hands fell between them, body bent over towards the ground. "Walkin' around alot..."