"Yeah, actually, we're pretty sure we can save it all. That's what we do. We're awesome like that." Dean's smirk was smarmy and cocky, but he noticed the way Sam's hand went in the punch. Still, he didn't need to draw attention to it. He'd fuss over him when they were done. Sam had broken his hand in the past, he could get him seen to easily enough later.
"So, what's the point of the reset? Why does Ol' Scaly want to hit that big button and restart the universe?" And who the fuck gave a snake the right to decide when every world needed to be reset?