Jesse nodded and closed his eyes to concentrate a moment, looking for the bodies that belonged to the names Castiel had spoken. Then he frowned.
"There're two." He opened his eyes, brows still furrowed. "Two Deans, two Sams. What the fuck."
That wasn't right. Not even a little bit. In his long time within the City's walls, Jesse had never encountered doubles before. As far as he knew, the City couldn't sustain that kind of thing. At the very least, it didn't want it.
"They're all fine. But there shouldn't be so many of 'em." He shook his head. "I don't rightly know what's goin on, but everybody's in one piece."