Sam is silent for a long moment, studying Dean's face as he runs through what's been said. Obviously, the thought hasn't crossed Dean's mind that this may be some sort of afterlife or the stop before an afterlife. Which probably means Sam was wrong and Dean hadn't died. Which is a comforting thought for many reasons, of course, but puts him right back where he started, without any answers at all. Well, that's not entirely true. He can give Dean what he knows, but it will do nothing to explain how they got here or what they're doing here. And he's skipping the question he just asked because he thinks he was wrong about that, anyway.
"Fa'Diel. This place is called Fa'Diel. We aren't the only ones who randomly woke up here, either. This house? Built inside of a tree, and everyone in it just woke up here one morning. Most of us are from different places... Like different worlds or something, Dean. We've got elves and robots and hell, I don't even know what all of them are. But then there are a bunch of teenagers too. A handful of them just regular Japanese high schoolers who play volleyball and I haven't been able to find any connection or explanation yet."
His hands get shoved into his pockets with a sigh and a slight shrug, his gaze flickering to his shoes before back to Dean. "So, yeah, we're both here now, and that means something. But if you're asking me what it means, I don't know yet. I've just been trying to keep everyone here safe and alive and stress-free so far. Especially the teenagers."
He'd say "kids" but he already knows that makes a few of them prickly, which is something Sam can definitely relate to. Ever since he'd gotten that reaction, he's settled on just "teenagers." They were old enough to look after themselves, it wasn't like Sam exactly needed to babysit. But he did like to check in on them every once in a while just to make sure they didn't want or need his help. Make sure they were living as happily as they could in this unexpected new residence of theirs.
And that had been his focus, so he wouldn't have to think too much about what the separation from Dean had meant, how long it could possibly last. He's relieved he's here now, though. Worried about what it all means still, sure, but at least they're together again. And they can figure shit out if they're together.
If Sam's having trouble reading Dean as well as he usually does, well chalk it up to the separation, everything else he's had on his mind, the constant nightmares and lack of sleep. He's definitely not at his peak here.
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"Fa'Diel. This place is called Fa'Diel. We aren't the only ones who randomly woke up here, either. This house? Built inside of a tree, and everyone in it just woke up here one morning. Most of us are from different places... Like different worlds or something, Dean. We've got elves and robots and hell, I don't even know what all of them are. But then there are a bunch of teenagers too. A handful of them just regular Japanese high schoolers who play volleyball and I haven't been able to find any connection or explanation yet."
His hands get shoved into his pockets with a sigh and a slight shrug, his gaze flickering to his shoes before back to Dean. "So, yeah, we're both here now, and that means something. But if you're asking me what it means, I don't know yet. I've just been trying to keep everyone here safe and alive and stress-free so far. Especially the teenagers."
He'd say "kids" but he already knows that makes a few of them prickly, which is something Sam can definitely relate to. Ever since he'd gotten that reaction, he's settled on just "teenagers." They were old enough to look after themselves, it wasn't like Sam exactly needed to babysit. But he did like to check in on them every once in a while just to make sure they didn't want or need his help. Make sure they were living as happily as they could in this unexpected new residence of theirs.
And that had been his focus, so he wouldn't have to think too much about what the separation from Dean had meant, how long it could possibly last. He's relieved he's here now, though. Worried about what it all means still, sure, but at least they're together again. And they can figure shit out if they're together.
If Sam's having trouble reading Dean as well as he usually does, well chalk it up to the separation, everything else he's had on his mind, the constant nightmares and lack of sleep. He's definitely not at his peak here.