Sam smiled back at Hatsu. She kind of like the kid, figuring she'd probably hang around him for a while. Even though she was relatively new to the Hunter scene herself, she though she could help teach him as well, both being newbies. "I don't talk to mine that much. He's moody," she said, and a deep bass growl resounded in her head. She giggled at him, which probably looked weird considering she just laughed at something in her head. "He's helpful though. I love the weirdo." She looked back at Ayl, watching him talk to...<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Huh. So Anaka's talking to him now...</span>she thought, feeling a little guilty that she ditched her companion from earlier. A few seconds passed and the woman got up and left. She blinked a couple times and turned back to Hatsu. "Huh? Oh, Ayl. Nah, I ran into him once back when I first became a Hunter, and I bumped into him again today. I just decided to tag along. He kinda reminds me of my older brother, 'cept Ayl is still alive." She spoke without a hint of sadness to her voice, although if one were to look carefully at her eyes, they would see the pain she kept hidden. Sam sighed, and leaned forward, crossing her arms over the table and laying her head on top.