"No, apparently Dream Sam's pretty close to regular Sam. He's pretty damn tall. The floppy hair and puppy eyes thing's probably pretty close, too."
Dean fished his phone out of his pocket and set it to bring up pictures. There was one of him, Sam, and Bobby. He turned it around so Faith could see it. "See?"
What do you think can get him out?
Dean grimaced. "That's where it gets complicated. If it was just Sam? Easy." If it was just Sam, Cas'd grab him out. In a heartbeat. But Sam.... was holding Lucifer.
It was probably easier to just blurt it all out. "Sam was... Lucifer's vessel when he went in. So first, basically... we'd have to kick the Devil out of him. Without hurting him."