"He fucking exploded," Kyle said.
"I didn't say you should say fucking!" Theodor shouted in Kyle's ear.
Kyle didn't answer.
"Exploded?" Samson asked.
"Yeah, he exploded while he was on my shoulder. Was crazy hot. Not in the sexual kind, of course. I'm talking more about the my-bones-were-black kind."
Samson looked at Kyle with some skepticism.
That was quite an unbelievable story.
As Samson looked at Kyle, he recognized some mannerisms.
This really seemed to be Kyle.
"How did you get so good at Sandspeak?" he asked.
"Dunno. Just came to me after the trial. I overheard some people talking in the city, and it just made sense," Kyle explained.
Samson scratched his chin with a frown. "If your mind was enhanced, that would make sense."
"What about the hammer?" Samson asked.
"I stole that from their armory. It's great. I love this hammer!" Kyle answered.
"Can I take a look?" Samson asked.
