[Well, Katie, let's hope you never have to know about his relationship with Death being pretty much "please let me die and never come back", because that's just depressing stuff for a kid, fae or not.]
I guess. He mostly hates everyone, though.
Not too fond of us after we've caused him some grief, anyway.
He'll make a good guard. Nothing will mess with those sheep.
That's true. I just need to figure out what to do with it. [ Domesticity and all that it includes isn't her strong suit but he's already likely painfully aware of that. ]
Of course it does. [See, she had no choice to answer that, look what you did.] We just stick it back together with some aluminium and a piece of chewing gum.
Second, the floor is just fine. I don't get cold like you guys and am made of tougher stuff in general. Besides, Frosty is like a makeshift bean bag chair when I need him.
[Not all of them. Sam knows very much that they are bona fide predators not to be trifled with. Demons, though. Some demons are very much pest-like in the way they act. Or you have chupacabras...]
There's good and bad people in every kind of group, right?
Some hunters — sometimes they're misled, or too stubborn to see things differently. And some are just as bad as the monsters. I'd want you to be careful if you ever ended up with hunters you didn't know, okay? Some are shoot first, think later.
Same with angels. They're less likely to outright attack, but they're dangerous, too.
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