"Duct tape, really?" he laughed in amusement over the thought of ever driving around with duct tape on baby. "I'm definitely in the same boat with having been in the middle of some important shit, but, whatever, I guess." Dean shrugged it off, figuring it would all work itself out somehow, one way or another. His brow raised when she showed off her piece and he whistled in approval. "Damn, I guess there's something about Colt's and demons. I have one back home, a Colt. It kills almost anything, really. But, we never tried it on a revenant. In general, we try and help to resolve their issues instead of ganking it. I guess yours aren't all that pleasant?"