No contact with metal, huh? Could he manipulate it?

[ That'd be tough, he imagines. Metal is everywhere, and in a prison... ]

Right, I think you mentioned your psychic brother. [ Another prime candidate for Azazel's menagerie, probably, if her brother had lived in his world. ]

I... didn't, exactly. I sort of skipped out. [ There's a pause, and then, uncomfortably: ] She's better off now.

[ Sam, the constant martyr. ]

Hang on, so... this ex of yours tried to kill you... to 'save the world.' Was it a 'greater good' kind of situation? ... In his mind, I mean.