Though hurt by the actions and words, Sam hadn't planned on actually leaving. Maybe walk around to find something to sit on, but he planned on waiting outside until they were done since that seemed like what they wanted. At least that was what he had planned on doing until Krem came bolting out of the tent and grabbing his wrist, surprising him yet again.

At the tug he's a bit hesitant, but the look on Krem's face has him giving a small sigh and ultimately letting himself being dragged back in. Thankfully no paralyzing spells this time. Though he is greeted by some reasonable, but harsh words from his mentor. Sam winces at that, rubbing the back of his head and turning his eyes to the ground. "Sorry," he mutters to the two of them, "that was... unprofessional of me."

After a moment he looks back up at Lady LeBlanc. "I just... I was there when it happened and I couldn't do anything. I-" he cuts himself off, feeling that he was ranting a bit. He had to leave when he could have helped, and that had bothered him greatly.