Ahhh... knives. And a cutlass, but that's secondary. Sam draws a knife from 'his' belt, and one from 'his' boot, juggling the pair with one hand, getting a feel for their balance and spin -- and for the fun of it. Good to be armed again. Still toying with the spinning knives, Sam heads for the side of the ship as well.

"Then I'd love to meet the Doctor, no doubt. Nice beach... which shore is this?"