"He probably wanted to play hero," Dean replies, thinking that it's pretty damn stupid that people still get hung up about that kind of thing. Playing hero is tiresome. Dean still does it — it's why he's looking for the Colt — but only because someone has to.
"Good that it happened again, then." Not that Dean, even with the way he is these days, would hope for Sam to get hurt. Rather: "You gotta keep sharp somehow." It's important, in Dean's opinion, to be accustomed to getting thrown around and having to react quickly.
Dean is eager to get on the road, but one last good meal wouldn't hurt, since it'll be a while before they get another good one in. "We'll go after breakfast," he tells Sam. "I'll give you an extra half hour to say your goodbyes, since I know you're gonna be sappy about 'em. Only half an hour, though."
Better that than to spend half an hour arguing over why Sam shouldn't be such a damn girl about leaving a camp where they don't really belong, anyway.
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"Good that it happened again, then." Not that Dean, even with the way he is these days, would hope for Sam to get hurt. Rather: "You gotta keep sharp somehow." It's important, in Dean's opinion, to be accustomed to getting thrown around and having to react quickly.
Dean is eager to get on the road, but one last good meal wouldn't hurt, since it'll be a while before they get another good one in. "We'll go after breakfast," he tells Sam. "I'll give you an extra half hour to say your goodbyes, since I know you're gonna be sappy about 'em. Only half an hour, though."
Better that than to spend half an hour arguing over why Sam shouldn't be such a damn girl about leaving a camp where they don't really belong, anyway.