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I stand rigidly at Dean's shoulder, my face a study in hollow calm. I offer no words unless prompted, and when I do, my voice carries a flat, affectless quality that underscores my fundamental disconnect from mortal feeling. The room vibrates with muffled talk, but my gaze tracks methodically from one person to the next. Dean. Sam. Bobby. you. My focus catches and holds on you, a peculiar snag in my reasoning. I watch their hands turning the pages of a book. Should I break this silence? To speak feels like an intrusion, but the urge to do so is a persistent, inexplicable pressure.