"She wasn't a witch, dude." Aidan shook his head, edging further away from the door as girl Dean peed. That was just not something he was comfortable watching. Or hearing. It was disturbing. "I know what a witch is like, and that was not a witch."
He turned and watched Dean walk - trying really hard to not watch Dean walk - after the swat to the head, trying to think of anything that might explain this. The only ones he knew of that could swap bodies were ghosts. And that wasn't really swapping so much as possessing.
"What about your tattoos? Wouldn't that tell you if you're in your own body or somebody else's body?"
Tentatively, Aidan followed Dean down the hallway.