Sam offers a faintly contrite sort of smile, but the apology for any slight he might have given doesn't extend to his voice, which is matter-of-fact. 'In my world, my-- realm, people-- well, human people-- who can do magic are called witches. They get their powers by making a deal with a demon, usually, and that never ends well. It's not-- good magic. Or, well, usually the kind of people who're willing to sell their souls for power don't use it for good things.'

'Most of the people I've met who have innate power that doesn't need a ritual or a deal or anything aren't, well, human. Or not entirely.'