Sam really doesn't plan to stay here long, so he doesn't care much for the furnishing. Though why she's wet raises some questions, until it occurs to Sam that it's raining outside and he definitely glimpsed a courtyard at some point, and his state of awareness might be diminished but he's still got the mental power to put two and two together.

"...Huh," is all Sam has the immediate ability to say to that, because everything just keeps stacking up and he's got a green alien in his hotel room, and for all the weird crap his life gets put through, that is definitely not a sentence he expected to be thinking at any point in the future. "Other planet. Okay, that's a new one for me. I think."

He considers for a moment.

No, yeah, he's pretty sure it is.

He sobers up a little at her final statement.

"Sorry to hear that." And he is, really. As thoroughly out of it as he feels right now, his expression is sympathetic and his tone sincere.