Sasha got up first staring the wolf down with her whiskey colored eyes. She wanted to rumble, but out of respect for her human she did not. Sam believed in meeting any form of rudeness with polite kindness. He holds his hand out. "Sam Winchester that's me," he says calmly. "You must be Illya," he says, "CIA spoke highly of you."

Sam knew the man wouldn't be happy about not knowing everything about Sam and his mission, but his work was dangerous and not a lot of people enjoyed hearing magic was both real and being used to create chaos in the waking world.