"A fennec? Well that's good. If you said you were sneaking in as a badger I'd expect to hear some stories." Like him screaming and running. Small but fierce as he's learned.

The question about his own relations has Sam looking away and up for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck as he thought about it. He had been more then just a little down at the soiree, but Ellana was right it had been some time since then. "I've... gotten over it," he admits, just a touchy forlornly, but clearly no worse for wear. Grinning a bit sheepishly he looks back, a light chuckle escaping him. "I'm doing just fine right now."