Dean just looked at her in awe, clearly impressed by what she had just said. "Wow. That's... pretty fucking awesome, all of it." He was no stranger to returning from the dead, but she probably already knew that. "I gotta ask, do any of these things involve skin tight leather?" His fingers tapped against the bar and he took another long look at her before taking another drink.
"I think it's a toss up between assassin and time ship captain. That's not exactly something I run into on a daily basis. Is it like a real ship that sails on the open seas, or something else?"