Seeing it was Sam, Noel was uncertain on if she was mad at him still or not. When she apologized about this morning, Noel cracked a grin. "Haha...I guess not huh.." He gave the metal one last punch, actually starting to dent it after he pounded at it for a few hours. The ground was beginning to get soaked with the blood from his now torn up hands, so Noel took a seat nearby and offered Sam a seat too. "Sorry if I don't talk too much, my hands are kinda killing me now..."