>“Maybe he's just worried... I mean...my mom does 'mad when she's worried' pretty well herself.”
“Yeah, no, that’s... that’s how he always is.” It’s resigned, edging towards bitter, and he wishes it wasn’t, wishes he could hide it better, or that he didn’t feel that way at all, because he doesn’t want to always be mad at Dad, or have all these fights all the time, one after another and sniping in between. But wishing doesn’t do anything, not without supernatural aid anyway, and so he just shrugs and tugs the blanket around him a little tighter.
Jo sits down beside him and smiles, and he offers a smile of his own in return. It’s funny how being kidnapped together can be such a bonding experience - it’s almost hard to believe he just met her like three days ago (except for how he doesn’t actually know almost anything about her, anyway), the way he feels comfortable around her.
>>“I wish you guys weren't leaving so soon though. I thought he'd at least stick around until you were feeling better.”
“I’d hoped we’d stay, but... I mean, I’m not really surprised, you know? S’just ...how it goes.” He shrugs again, shoulders dropping limply afterwards. He’s tired of it, and he’s just tired in general, and he doesn’t really know how to change any of it. “We never stay anywhere very long.” Obviously that was never going to change just because of what happened - if anything, they’ll move around even more, ‘cause Dad’ll be spooked and Dean won’t argue about it after whatever talking-to he gets outside (he’s under no illusions that they’re just talking - it’s never a conversation with John Winchester, not really. It’s orders and lectures, and it’ll be a cowed Dean who comes back from it, thinking he did something wrong, and Sam doesn’t get how Dad can be mad at him for saving them, doesn’t get why Dad wasn’t there helping, but whatever went down doesn’t really matter, does it, if the end results are good?), and Sam doesn’t have the energy to fight, not right now.