She smiled slightly at Sam. He was so quiet and awkward. Placing her mop to the side she started picking up the herbs and candles. Not once in her life had she ever had such an almost normal encounter with some one. Placing the things back into the cupboard she picked back up her mop and went back to trying to get the chalk and salt off the ground.
"So," she said glancing at him, "What was the hardest thing you ever had to kill?"