Huffing, blue eyes rolled skyward as if to ask the Host for patience as he dealt with the sudden irrating impatience that suddenly rose up in his stolen vessel.Frowning at Sam, he curled his gaze flickered from the hunters vessel to his own as if trying to understand what the difference had to do with such things."He was a devout man who prayed for this."He informed them slowly, tilting his head further.
Scowling somewhat at their disbelief, and distrust, that he would lie, he rose up to the mortals full height, offer them an impatient look."I have my orders, and I follow them.As much as you followed your Mortal fathers orders."He snapped , gaze narrowing.He didn't know or understand the reference Dean had metioned and therefor ignored it, taking a step foward. "We were aware of your plight Samuel, but instructed not to interfere."He added, glancing at the younger hunter with pity in gaze.