Having Mike's confirmation doesn't come as any sort of relief. Sam figures he should at least be grateful that Mike had enough sense to come to him, but right now he has other matters to focus on.

He grabs one bag and shoves it into Mike's arms before closing the door, mind whirling.

"There's no telling how long it's been in him," Sam says, his frown deepening for a moment as he meets Mike's eyes. "The tattoo on his chest. It's still there, right? You didn't... tear his skin there?"

The thought of Mike tying his brother down and torturing him, whether it be by Dean's choice or not, still doesn't sit well with him. Not at all. But he has to ask right now, he has to know. Mike's seen more Dean that Sam has, he knows more. As much as it pains Sam to admit, Mike is valuable.