Sammy
Sam: But here’s the thing. You can’t just look me in the face and tell me you’re fine. I mean, you’re not sleeping, you drink for the record.
Dean: Oh, here we go.
Sam: Look, whatever. Last one to preach. I know. But…Just be honest with me. How are those the actions of someone who knows they did the right thing?
Dean: You want me to be honest?
Sam: Yeah.
Dean: I went with my gut. And that felt right. I didn’t trust her, Sam. Of course, ever since Cass, I’m having a hard time trusting anybody.
