If honey badgers could laugh, Ellana would be doing it right now. Sam should know that she would never attack him, but the image of this tall human scrambling up on a box is just too funny and she milks it a little, standing up on her hind legs with both front legs on the box like she's going to follow him up. She leans in, mouth still open, but then she retreats back, making a huffing noise that is her version of a laugh in this form. She takes a seat in the sand and watches him to see if he'll come back down.