Dean looked at the hand. Hank? Dr. Henry McCoy? He wasn't always this blue and furry? Why did this seem familiar? Something less real, but yes, something was trying to get to the front of his brain. He gave a side glance to Dinah before he took a deep breath and forced himself to put his hand into the claw like one.
"Dean Winchester." It was one thing to feel slightly smaller compared to a human, but to a blue furred...being it was disturbing. He looked at the creature's eyes as he shook it, no, his hand. There was something there that suggested more than animal, no matter what the creature looked like. Still there was something about him.
"This is going to be a hell of a night, isn't it?" He glanced between the two not at all fully human types taking up the elevator. His hand dropped to his side as soon as the shake was finished.