"Nah, guess not. I don't know if I'll ever have it. That spirit." Given that right now he was standing in the snow with his feet feeling slightly cold and his eyes stinging either because of the wind or because he wanted to cry, he doubted it.

He did have the lumberjack spirit though, as it turned out. He was good at chopping down a tree, they'd been trained well by Bobby. He almost wished he could send Harry a video of it, he could imagine the jokes he'd make.

Sam stepped back when the tree fell, looking around for Matty with the ties. Maybe he could just change the subject somehow. "We could watch a movie some time. While I'm here."