At that pronunciation, Nathan stopped short and turned back to look at Dean, only pausing a moment before moving toward the door and Dean.
"Come on," he said, the verbal communication occurring seamlessly alongside mental communication directed at Peter. Finding almost anyone that his younger brother had come into contact with was as simple as contacting Peter, but it wouldn't keep Nathan from doing it the old fashioned way too, as being in LA had taught them all that the easy ways weren't always the ways that worked, thanks to magic.
"Where were you, his room?" he asked, already heading for the room in question to see if anything was out of place or missing.