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Sam: . . -he rests his head on his knees, hiding his face- -he's . . Glowing with heat?? He looks very mad-

Damien looks up 

Damien: I-what...what are you...? 

Sam: I already told you before.  -he's not looking at you-

Damien falls back and holds up his hands 

Damien: Hey-don't-

Sam: don't what?? -he looks at you confused, and he stops glowing-

Damien breathes a sigh of relief and stands up, brushing himself off 

Damien:...you should go. Get far, far away from this town and lay low. 

Sam: I can't. If I do my mom would kill me, literaly. If not that something worse. -he twitches-

Damien: I-shit... 

He runs a hand through his hair 

Damien: How good are you in a fight? 

Sam: it depend on who it is, or where we are.

Damien's panicking

Damien: What about...big, scary experienced monster hunters who kill supernatural beings and sell their body parts on the black market? Could you take those? Could you take those when they came to my apartment looking to kill both of us? Can you handle that-