I love that Sam has to deal with this—straight up. Like, he can’t fake it, or make like he’s indulging Dean…he has to full on cope with the fact that Dean’s car is not person-worthy to him, because he’s not big on persons. He’s got a brother, an angel, and a car. Well, also a vampire brother in arms, but basically—the list is really short, and what he values, he really values. Do not fuck with that shit. When’s the last time he apologised to anything sentient on behalf of anyone else? Spoke comforting words and stroked them gently? Yah—he’s fucked up. But this is probably as valuable as Kevin’s mother’s soul—it saved the world that one time, remember?
(Source: codependentbrothersarchive, via captaingalaga)