He can feel a smile creeping up on his lips as he listens to the Templar. He is so... expressive with how he talks about Pharos. It is something Sam is not familiar with his own circle. He could say nice things about it, but is faltered to the grand image the man was painting.

It is probably because of that, that he feels a dull ache in the way the happiness seems to just die off in the man's eyes. And his last words make the once proud tower sound like a graveyard.

"I'm truly sorry to hear that."

There is silence for a moment before Sam shifts his weight.

"You said there were others that came with you? Are they roaming around as well?"