"I was like that once too, having powers I didn't understand, but someone helped me learn that they weren't all bad," Sam says with a smile. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out some herbs and makes a circle on the ground with them. With a few muttered words the herbs flare into a small fire circle and then go out. He scoops up some of the ashes and pockets them ready to use them for a protection spell. "It's all about control."