Sam, I'm really sorry. I can't have this conversation right now, it hurts too much. I'm going to be sick again
But I think you'll be okay, no matter what happens to me. You're a better, stronger person than I've ever been. I'll keep helping you, I promise, even once I'm a demon again. And if it gets me killed-- well, I probably deserve that. Everyone's gotta die sometime, no matter how scary it is, right? We've both done it once already, technically. So I guess I'm not afraid of dying so much as I am... not existing, because at least as a demon, I still exist. And I'm doing more with my 'life' now that I'm dead. That's weird to think about.