When the odd trio initially took off Sam was taken by surprise. He had never flown before and of course he wasn't used to being up so high. The musician clung to the angle in fear of falling. In any other situation he likely would have found the experience exhilarating, but given the circumstances he was feeling rather tense. The scenery wasn't exactly charming either.  Eventually they touched down, a bit away from the camp to avoid any demons that might come to revisit the wreckage.<br/><br/>The moment they were grounded, Audrey pushed herself out of Remiel's arms rather forcefully. Sam didn't quite understand her hatred towards the angel. Was he a bit combative? Yes. He didn't seem very friendly towards Reinard and he acted kind of stoic around the other campers. Still that was no reason to hate someone. When the angel put him down he offered a soft smile.<br/><br/>"Thanks for the ride." He watched Audrey stomp away from the and sit down on a fallen log. Where did she get the energy to be so angry? Sighing quietly he nodded as she suggested they stay put and rest before pressing on to the rendezvous point. Looking back to the angel he found him pacing. It seemed he would be keeping rather terse company for a while. Finally Remiel spoke up saying he'd been able to sense a few of the others were still alive. He didn't mention anything about Reinard but Sam was confident he was okay. He could always ask later if Remiel was in a better mood.<br/><br/>"You should get some rest too. It's not good to wear yourself out." With that he left the angel to keep watch and returned to Audrey's side. Settling down on the log he placed his guitar case off to the side. It was quite aside from a light wind that whistled around them. The space around them was barren, which given the chaos they'd left behind might have been a blessing. Darkness was settling in, and Same wished they could have some light. He knew better than to given themselves away though. In the dark he didn't notice Audrey moving closer until he felt her lean against his side. Looking down at her, he could barely make out her face in the dim light still left. He heard her sniffle and then felt her begin to tremble slightly as she held back sobs. As the merest glint of a tear on her cheek Sam turned towards her.<br/><br/>"Hey." He put an arm around her shoulder, not sure if she wanted to be held. "It's going to be okay. We're not the only ones. That means there's still hope." It was certainly better odds that he'd had in the past. A handful of survivors was better than two. As Audrey curled against his side, drawing in closer, he gently put his arms around her. Feeling a bit of comfort from it himself he rested his cheek on top of her head and hummed softly.