"Far as he knows, his brother's been playin' host to Lucifer for like, years. The two of them never did well without each other, man. It'd be a miracle if he wasn't completely bugfuck crazy," I say, walking alongside him, our shoulders brushing against each other every few steps.

"He's been through Hell. Literally. He... he asked me to help Sam. Says he doesn't have it in him to do it. Doesn't have enough humanity in him for it."