If his friends weren't confident of the ability to reverse it...

[ She looks at Geralt finally, meaningfully. ]

I thought he was dead. Empty, as you say, of anything of the real Dean that made him human. If I'd gotten the chance before you got there--

[ It had felt impossible, though. Not because he was wearing the face of a friend, though that certainly hadn't been good either. ]

But there was nothing I could do.

I felt so... powerless.

Just waiting.