He's been in the other room this whole time. Watching out of the corner of his eye. Listening. Sam's got a good grasp on the Latin, the flow of it; Dean's got a scary grasp on how to be the bad cop.
Bobby's arms stay folded, and he listens, and he mentally reviews what he knows, what he's been told --
We've got to help her, Dean says, and that's enough to send him from the other room to three steps from Dean. Quiet (and a little strained): "You're gonna kill her."
The deal's this: the most important difference between humans and things that aren't is that humans get to know exactly what it is they're doing. They get to care that they're going to kill, and they get to care that they have to make some ugly choices. It's a responsibility. Pretty damned heavy one, too.
(Maybe John Winchester never looked at it that way, never taught it to his sons, but there's more than one hunter in this world, more than one way to go about all of this. John's got his own way, and Bobby Singer has his.)
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Bobby's arms stay folded, and he listens, and he mentally reviews what he knows, what he's been told --
We've got to help her, Dean says, and that's enough to send him from the other room to three steps from Dean. Quiet (and a little strained): "You're gonna kill her."
The deal's this: the most important difference between humans and things that aren't is that humans get to know exactly what it is they're doing. They get to care that they're going to kill, and they get to care that they have to make some ugly choices. It's a responsibility. Pretty damned heavy one, too.
(Maybe John Winchester never looked at it that way, never taught it to his sons, but there's more than one hunter in this world, more than one way to go about all of this. John's got his own way, and Bobby Singer has his.)