While Sam has mostly been pretty jovial up to this point, now he frowns. And turns away, taking out a computer tower with a good swing. Not quite anger, but something more than resignation. "My mom died in a house fire when I was six months old. A fire that was set by a demon. My dad...to say he didn't handle things well is an understatement."

He takes the bat to another monitor. "He started hunting. Which isn't exactly a stationary job. I grew up travelling back and forth across the US."