"I swear, we need to live somewhere where it never gets cold, like the Nether; the Nether sounds nice..." Ponk half-jokingly said, gently setting down the dog he had brought along for her company and warmth, still staying bundled up in his coat even if the inside of the prison was much warmer than the snowy abyss the outside had become. "But it's fine, I just have to... Do that again once I head back home, it's no big deal. Whatever. You said you needed company? Bam! Here I am here to annoy you with Kanye all day! Sounds aaaaamazing, right, [i riiiight]?" He asked playfully, attempting to make light of any possible situation Sam might have had in order to ask for some company. Ponk didn't know what had happened, after all, or if anything happened at all, so he simply left it as an assumption Sam had grown lonely.