Handsome...demon? Sam gives him a baffled look, not sure whether he's being complimented or insulted. The next is clearly an insult though, and he scowls harder, crossing his arms over his chest and all but stamping his foot.

"I'm not a dwarf and I've never been one, and I'm no demon neither," he says stubbornly, as if arguing will make a difference now when it hasn't so far. "And if you were any kind of a host at all, you'd have offered me a sip of that ale!"