"If you knew my mother, or Gertrude, you'd understand. This is the first time since I was a kid that I've been able to get away from the constant stream of murders, human sacrifices, rituals, spooky monsters, and Fear-obsessed assholes." He rolls his eyes for emphasis.

"Now I run a book-binding shop." (Don't worry, the irony's not lost on him.) "It's mostly normal. I do my job, hang out with my boyfriend, and sometimes there's demons or whatever. Nothing I can't handle."