It might come up when he plucks them in the morning while brushing his hair. Sometimes he can admit to himself he is curious what she would look like if she aged; there is no doubt in his mind she would be gorgeous as she represents herself mentally.

The brush of her knee against him is a closeness that helps pull his mind more in the present. He makes a face, albeit to acknowledge there is nothing that can be done about Bobby. "How about we start to change some opinions about you tomorrow, too. I promise it wont involve talking to too many people." Unsurprisingly, Sam has faith in her.

Sam chuckles. "That works to our advantage." There just won't be any leftovers or seconds for Dean.