"All the demons, or just the ones out to hurt?" she asked him already knowing the answer. He was a friend. But there was always gonna be bad in the world. Always gonna be another demon wanting power, another vampire on a killing spree. There had to be bad for there to be good, and there had to be people like her and Sam in the middle. Its why he was so important to everything.
"And as long as that sounds good, as long as being strong for good reasons sounds right then thats what you have to hold on to."
It wasn't gonna go well, and that day would come. It would.
"I don't know" she said for the first time ever showing something akin to genuine worry. "I just know that this, that what we're doing. Its important and its right and I know that I'm never gonna turn away from you. He needs to understand that."
She downed the rest of her beer and ordered another with a flash of black eyes to the bartender who as ever jumped. It never ever got old.