He didn't want to get specific with it. But the only person that he had talked about it thus far was Ruby. She was hardly one for giving advice on the matter either. Sam sighed and brought a hand up to rub at his eyes. He didn't want to throw his problems at her when she obviously had her own weighing on her shoulders, but Sam was fairly aware of the fact that she was probably the one person that he could talk to about this without having them get angry with him or something. At least he hoped that was true. It'd be irritating if it weren't.
"What my Dad told him about hell," Sam said, looking up to the ceiling. "About what happened to him there."