You gotta tell me when your birthday is. I'll get you a bell.

[ Yeah, Sam flinched a little. But his tone is amused, the line a soft quip without annoyance. Ninjas, man. Literally, in this case. Expecting someone to show up and having them be silent as a shadow is a different thing entirely. Besides, Sam's thoughts keep getting pulled outwards like the tide, towards the sun that isn't dipping further down in the simulation. It's a weird effect, to trap the simulation in this specific moment of lighting, when your body knows the sun should dip further, the sky should darken, the mood change. Fleeting moments aren't meant to be caught and held quite like this.

Sam glances towards Itachi. Offers: ]

I was planning to take the boat out for a fishing trip, but then I came to the Ximilia instead.

[ He'd have tried to push Bucky in the water. Good times, honestly. ]