[And it's around this point that any happiness or hope Dean might have been feeling at this little one-month reunion goes flying right out the space-window, because when Blake finally does look up, he's not looking at Dean but rather through him. He stares straight through the back of Winchester's head for a solid five seconds, and Dean's seen that look before. He's seen that spaced out I'm somewhere else altogether look, and he's seen it a lot.
On Sam, right after he got his soul back. On Sam during one of his particularly enrapturing hallucinations, wherein the younger brother had to physically force himself back to the present. Fortunately, Blake comes around again just in time to keep Dean from physically shaking him, but there's no disguising that perturbed, concerned expression off of his face.
Even with Blake back in the present, he doesn't seem... fully there. Something's missing, and Dean's hand tightens it's grip a little on that shoulder.]
Okay, first of all, who cares? We're on a freakin' space ship, who even knows what time it is? Second of all-
[That hand drops away and Dean leans back a little, trying to get a better up-and-down look of the guy.]
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On Sam, right after he got his soul back. On Sam during one of his particularly enrapturing hallucinations, wherein the younger brother had to physically force himself back to the present. Fortunately, Blake comes around again just in time to keep Dean from physically shaking him, but there's no disguising that perturbed, concerned expression off of his face.
Even with Blake back in the present, he doesn't seem... fully there. Something's missing, and Dean's hand tightens it's grip a little on that shoulder.]
Okay, first of all, who cares? We're on a freakin' space ship, who even knows what time it is? Second of all-
[That hand drops away and Dean leans back a little, trying to get a better up-and-down look of the guy.]
-dude, you were in that tube for a month.