[ welp, that was quick. not that sam's going to complain about ren seemingly putting it behind him for the moment. sam doubts it'll be that easy, but for the moment, it's peace, and Sam stuffs hands into his pockets as he turns to walk with him. ]

Helmet. Got it. [ why he needs a helmet, Sam doesn't get, but whatever floats your boat, man. ] Really? So it's supposed to have those scratches and dents and things?

I mean, if that's your style, that's your style. Not judging.