Cas kept up the firm pressure of his hand in Sam's. He gave him his time, waiting for his, watching his face as if he could see the cogs of Sam's mind turning. He heard Sam address the Lucifer shade and was there to meet his gaze when he turned back.
"Yes, Sam. I am real." He smiled a fraction. "Come back with me, Sam." He pulled on dream-Sam's hand. "Come home." He stepped back from the table, drawing Sam behind him.