He lifted his head at the sound of a voice. "I'm fine. Just --" His eyes fell upon the approaching figure and he instantly stiffened. Trance Gemini. The demon or whatever it was that he had spoken to on the internet. His gaze momentarily flickered toward the open trunk, scanning over the weaponry that lay stacked within. If she was anything like the demons that he had faced where he belonged, then Sam knew that they only proper way to take care of her would be through either an exorcism or with Ruby's knife. An exorcism would take a while for him to put together, especially in an open place like this. But the knife? It gleamed at him from within the trunk and he did his best to fight off the temptation to yank it out and run it through Trance's throat.
"What do you want?" He asked, turning to face her entirely with an air of disgust.