"Look at us, Sam. We're getting a second talk." Was that not worth something? Not his freedom, obviously, or the knowledge that these fuckers must have taken his blood. But it was worth something. "I even got to meet your friends. I liked the Welsh boy in the suit. Very dapper."

He appreciated a sense of style more than most.

"Did you keep an eye on it? I let Bill go, just like you wanted." Clearly he was on his best behaviour.