Dean looked up from the table to Sam, more than a little surprised that there was something else he needed to see. He was pretty certain that he'd seen a hell of a lot as it was. He glanced around as if that was all he needed to do to see this something else.
"Right." He set anything he might have been holding, and knowing Dean, he did have a habit of picking things up even if said things weren't his. He stood up and stepped away from the table, giving it one more look before motioning Sam to show him whatever it was.
"This is..." He couldn't think of the right word to describe what they where they were.