'You can't...that's exactly what stuck means, Einstein. This place has some weird boundary that will not let you out of the city or whatever,' he said concealing a snort rather poorly. It was the problem with these people, the new comers, it was like someone slapped them with the information and they think it's all a lie. Fine don't believe him, he was only looking at you dead in the eye and not laughing.
'Now you've lost me, dude.' Dean may have not been the brightest crayon in the box, but he wasn't the dullest either. He figured that this man had done crazy, hit his head and just lost it. Superheroes in any sense didn't really exit, they were created by people for entertainment and fun. He had read the journal sometime a few days ago about the kid who sore that he met a superhero named Silk Spectre, but he had no idea what to think about that.
He watched the man, eyebrows raised and expression a little on the disturbed side. Again his favourite thought of demons being easier to understand than humans crossed his mind. This man certainly seemed to be off his rocker and he wasn't going to say anything that may get some human trying to kill him and ending up with a hurt or possibly dead man.