[While Mettaton and the penguins sit down, Sam leans back against the door and shoves his hands in his pockets, shoulders slightly hunched as he watches and listens intently. He doesn't appear to mind at all the robot taking the lead here.

When it comes to the point about them both being pirates, Sam has to fight to keep his face neutral though his lips twitch in amusement anyway. Everything here is just so... surreal. The people especially. Somehow this couple's conflict is both exactly like and nothing like those of humans in his own world.

At the exasperated look Mettaton gives him, Sam just lifts an eyebrow, then turns to look at Dust as he begins speaking to the pirates, and finally he just lets the smile settle onto his face as he nods and redirects his own gaze to the couple on the couch.]

He's right. I don't think either of you had the intention to hurt the other, but you're busy focusing on your own pain and not thinking about how the other might be feeling. And you've both got options, you just have to sit down like this and discuss them with one another to decide what's going to work best for you.

...Except you can't stay here unless you're paying. That's pretty much the only option that's off the table.