He'll shoot them, he thinks, shoot something. But his attention is diverted by what's going on before them; even if he wasn't caught so off-guard by what was happening that he needed to just stop and take it in, there's more than one target, no one clear place to aim.
The barrel of his gun raises and lowers, small slight movements, as he tries to work out just where the hell to start. And then they're gone--or they just want to be believed to be gone, because while he doesn't see much anymore, Dean can still hear them moving about, waiting. He's sure of it.
"Getting them to turn on each other would solve a lot of our problems right now," he says, the end of his gun lowering a bit again. "That kinda thing possible?"
In a different situation, he might stop to ask how, or why. But Dean's a practical guy--how and why can be set aside for a moment in favor of saving their asses, if they have to be. Survive (and he's got the feeling these things don't want them to) first, ask questions later.
Re: Nightfall.
The barrel of his gun raises and lowers, small slight movements, as he tries to work out just where the hell to start. And then they're gone--or they just want to be believed to be gone, because while he doesn't see much anymore, Dean can still hear them moving about, waiting. He's sure of it.
"Getting them to turn on each other would solve a lot of our problems right now," he says, the end of his gun lowering a bit again. "That kinda thing possible?"
In a different situation, he might stop to ask how, or why. But Dean's a practical guy--how and why can be set aside for a moment in favor of saving their asses, if they have to be. Survive (and he's got the feeling these things don't want them to) first, ask questions later.