He gives her a half smile. "Don't worry about it. I think you probably rehashed a good...half of the fights I had with my dad between age eight and age eighteen. So no worries about that part."

Sighing, he runs his hand back through his hair. "Like...I get it these days? A little, at least. I lost the girl I was planning to marry to the same demon. To say I lost my shit afterward is...an understatement." The desire for revenge had been really damned high. "And he did, at least for a few years. I don't really remember it because I was...what? Three when he really started hunting?" He didn't expect her to know, he was mostly talking to himself. "Thing is, it's not just demons. That's what he mainly was after, but...there's a lot of stuff out there that people don't know about and don't understand. Don't believe in. And a lot of it likes to go after people. That sort of thing is what Hunters really go after."

After a moment, he takes another swing at a computer tower. "Though, to be fair. You can kill a demon. You just need the right things to do it. And it generally means killing the host, too, but sometimes they're already dead."