Inktober #18 - My Name is Sam

If you've read Beached, you'll recognize this scene as the moment when Devon learns that not only does Sam have a name, but he can read and write as well (and that if he snitches something from you, you've haven't a hope to get it back until he good well feels like it.)

If you have no idea what's going on in this picture though, I will direct you to the chapter and it's up to you to read for yourself:
Beached Chapter 4 - The Delivery BoyMoira Rogel stood at the kitchen counter, piles of boxes and trays of chocolate candy truffles spread all around her. Her gray hair was all askew, stay wisps escaping from her bun and falling in her face as she worked quickly.
She’d made the truffles yesterday evening, all 864 of them, and left them to set overnight. Now all that left was to have them boxed up and delivered.
She was up to her elbows in waxed paper, cutting, wrapping and packing truffles one at a time by hand. Her fingers flew as she worked, packing each box of a dozen chocolates in half a minute. She’d had years of practice doing it, running her confectionery business out of the cottage kitchen with absolute precision.
She glanced over her shoulder as she worked, checking the clock. It was eight sharp. Thanks to their aquatic houseguest, she had started behind schedule. If she intended to finish the boxes in time, she’d need to pick up the pace.
While she worked, she had time to herself to think. Asid