"Not over a Hellmouth, no. But walked into a few a couple of times." And was, apparently, destined to basically be the big bad in the end. Not something he wanted to think about.

Sam watched him for a few more moments, wondering what he should say before he finally just blurted it out. "I know." Then followed up with, "I mean, about...you know."

Crap. He was CRAP at this stuff.