Dean knows that look. He's seen it before. He saw it right before he left Colorado in the impala when Sam said he wouldn't take it. They were here again and it sucked. He'd just made amends with him before and now they were at square one. He seemed more like the Sam he left behind but Dean couldn't be sure.

From what he's asking they're pretty damn close to being on the same page.

"Yeah, they're all here. Meg's here, Zachariah's here. This place is pretty sweet on where we're from. It keeps spittin' em out." Dean raises his brows and exhales. "And there's people from other places too, other times. It's like a flight load of people got pulled from different dimensions and stuck in a Mystery Spot."