[ Sam isn't so sure he'd agree there's nothing the Blade isn't needed for here, but he keeps the thought to himself; if Dean's come to accept that he needs to play nice within the confines of general consensus, he can accept that, too. Probably. Besides, better not to feed the damn thing. ]

It seems significant that you were given wings and now this. It hits close to home. Is it a message? A suggestion?

[ Sam gestures and when his hand comes back down it makes a slap on his thigh. He sighs, concern causing him to gnaw at this nail briefly. ]

A gift and then a curse. And what else is going to follow us here?