It had taken a while, but he had waited until Sam - damn that was going to get confusing fast around here - had been taken care of. Once the Rifter seemed a bit more at ease he had left to see about a certain mercenary.

The rift had already been closed from the looks and sounds of it, so for a time Sam patiently waited, watching as their troops returned to the camp. Krem wasn't among them though, which was rather unsettling. Asking around though informed him that the Lieutenant had already returned and had last been seen heading towards the healers. He probably had just missed him.

Even at the tents it took Sam a while of looking around before he found someone who had seen the Charger, pointing to a tent near the end. The spot was familiar and Sam raised a brow. Isn't this Lady LeBlanc's tent? But the flap was closed and the lantern was inside, usually a sign of telling people to stay out. Which he would have done if he hadn't picked up Krem's voice inside.

"Lady LeBlanc? Krem?" Sliding a hand along the top of the flap to undo the tie there he peered in.