After seeing the state that Sam had been in when she returned, Aurum had added yet another name onto the rather worryingly long list of people that he was completely and utterly stressed about. The entirety of the list was simply chock full of people that he just wanted to be okay in the end, and really the only reason it existed was to remain in the back of his mind, occasionally reminding him – hey, here's another three thousand things to worry about, try not to have a heart attack! Still, he preferred to remain updated on what was happening with his friends, and when he had learned that Sam was out and about again, he had been eager to see her and what state she was in. He had tried visiting a couple od times while she had been being taken care of by the medics, but for the most part the visits were short, brief and cut short by him needing to go and do something, or Sam needing to rest. He had still very much cherished the visits whenever they happened, but they hadn't exactly been everything that he wanted, and now that she was out, he had another chance.

It hadn't exactly been hard to track her down, given that he could remember where her home was from when he had first joined. The lion had flown there without much fuss, landing in front of the decaying home with a soft grunt. He was about to head inside, to see if she was in and available to talk, but then the other emerged from the building, stretching out and glancing around. The proxy immediately felt a smile pull at his muzzle, and he moved forward, clearing his throat to let her know of his presence. As he settled a few feet away, he spoke softly, "Hey, Sam! Good to see you out here... how's the old house? I can't imagine it fared amazingly well without you around..." If he had known about it he might've attempted to keep her home in a decent state even when she was gone, but he probably wouldn't have been able to make enough time for it.

Delilah and Sam, both back in one place. It was... nice, if not a little bit tense. Aurum could remember well the absolute breakdown that had occurred after Leroy's death, and it was obvious Del felt horrible about it, but... it was also good, seeing the two of them around again after so much time of being apart or at least one of them being gone. The proxy offered a nod to Delilah as she came over, before he turned his attention back to Sam, listening to what she had to say about her little neck of the woods. Letting his eyes trail up to the building in front of them, he found himself nodded a little, rumbling as his claws shifted the earth, "Work to be done... yeah, I'm sure. If you need any help with it, don't worry. I'll be glad to, and I know there are plenty of others who would be willing to help as well, right Del?" He glanced over towards the pink drake curiously, hoping to give her a chance to formulate some kind of apology, even if it wasn't with words. Sure, perhaps helping with rebuilding Sam's house and making sure it wasn't falling apart wasn't enough to make up for the awful things that had been said in the past, but it was a start. Aurum felt bad enough just for not visiting often enough or keeping track of the house while Sam was recovering, but he couldn't even imagine the guilt that Delilah must've been feeling, especially with the change of heart she had gone through. Losing the people you loved the most tended to change your perspective on things, quite a bit.