Anna nodded, not arguing. "That's usually how it goes for heroes." she couldn't argue it. They took on the strongest and the worst, and thy won, or they they died...or came very close to death. That was how it was. Anyone who stood up for something always had someone ready to drag them down.
She knew all about cold, she had been that way for centuries. Anna had compassion now, she wasn't heartless, but she knew how it worked from different points of view. "Still, someone needs to stop him. There is a group of people who would know the most about him, so it makes sense." as long as they had, which they almost always did these days. Never alone.
"With any luck they won't get themselves killed." the Winchesters were the best in her world. They were really good here. They were dealing with something from their own world, but being here just threw things off, it made things hard to tell.