Sam sighed at the response to his thoughts and instead of answering aloud thought quietly that wanting to rage and punch things was pretty rhetorical. Even inside his brain. It probably wouldn't hurt to punch stuff, but he was more likely to hit the weights.

Instead, he focused on what River was saying about Joanna. He nodded. "She seemed like a nice woman. Will you take care of her flowers or should we find someone else to do it?" Caroline or Regina would know who...and crap Henry had plants too.