"I'll set up some meat for drying after eating." It was the easiest way to handle it. Because the dragon is right. It wouldn't take much for it, after all, and he could use the additions to his rations.

Sam settles back after putting the meat over the fire. "My parents, actually. Mom was from a long line of Hunters, the Campbells. When she married Dad, she meant to retire. Would have done had there not been talk of demons in the surrounding area not long after I was born. The demon killed her." He reaches out, stirring up the fire a bit. "Dad went a little crazy after that. Learned what he could about Hunting and went searching. My brother and I spent our lives traveling the land with him and he taught us what he knew as we grew up."