He didn't like the look in the other man's eyes, it was creeping him out, but he still leaned into the touch and smiledlittle. "I'm good, a little freaked about why your spazzing here, but other then that can't complain. Are you ok? You look different."



((Oh yeah, granted they had to know it was a possibility, and he could always say dean was about to die, or atthe end of the day just blame it on the thing that took Lindsey's soul. He'll still be in shit but they won't kill him))