Dean could see the wheels turning in Sammy’s head and was pretty sure what his brother was thinking. Het got it. Totally. Because he felt the same way a lot of the time. The things he’d done…well, they never left his head and the more people he could save, the better. It would never truly be enough to make the guilt go away but it helped. And Sam was most likely thinking the same thing.
“Okay…after the movie.” He settled back against his pillows, just wishing they were on their way now.