"Thanks, kiddo," Dean murmured. He looked at Teague. "This is gonna sound - look, if you see any remains, you tell me, 'kay?" He hoped that wouldn't freak Teague out too much, and hoped he'd be okay with it.
He moved up the stairs, letting Teague work the light for the time being. He used his ears more, trying to sense the cold again. He hadn't been on a hunt in a long time with someone who wasn't a member of his family, and it reminded him that what scared him and got his blood pumping was completely different from what most people would consider normal.