[He looks surprised, at the sword, before he grins a little. That's useful. And personal. Good -- so all of them, to Sam's knowledge, received something from home. Good to know his family had manners after all.

The grin falters, slightly, at the questions, though, and he shrugs slightly.]

He goes away when I will him away. But he comes back an hour or two later, no matter who I'm with. He's just... there.

[Sam rubs his eyes.]

He's playing 'Angel is a Centerfold' on the harmonica right now.