You think we need to take up leading this group? [Sam's not opposed, but it's a little different from a set of hunters looking for guidance in a world without an active apocalypse. (Active being the critical word there. Sam, of course, doesn't know what exists in their future.) He doesn't get the sense that this is a job that would be easy on either of them. Help where they can. Give their input. But they aren't the experts, not like they were before.]

Actually, let's table that for now. [Because as much as they usually take up responsibility for everyone, he's not sure it's a good focus for ... right now.

Especially with the elephant waiting and stomping around.]

The real thing we need to deal with is what happened to us. [A beat.] To you. And Cas. What was done to us there wasn't like us being thrown into another reality. We weren't gonna find the holes in it. I know that what I feel was real. And you—[He looks at him. Gives him a fully pointed glance.]

Well, you, uh, this is the first time I've gotten a word in with you like this since we got back. [And Sam knows Dean's tactics. He knows how he avoids. He doesn't let it happen, and they already had the feelings talk about Sam himself. It was quick, but it was what he needed. Dean ... well. Dean hasn't gotten what he needed yet. That much is apparent.]