"Yeaaah, didn't take. I was hiding out from Lucifer, end up in a jam and ... let's not get into it right now. I have been watching, as much as I could." He didn't need to tell Sam where he was or what had happened right now - the focus was Sam. He looked at Sam and sighed, reaching a hand up to touch the side of his face. He was pale, clammy and not long for this world. Especially if he did the final dose. "I've heard you. I just couldn't reach you, not until now. Took a lot of power, bucko. So let's not waste it."

He turned his head and looked at Harry, frowning a little at how the demon was watching them. They were a repellent sort usually but there was something off here. Sam got pretty damn far. "This isn't worth your life. I know, you're hurting and nothing seems fair but this isn't the answer - okay?"