His attention has long since been back on the passing scenery by the time Dean breaks the silence again. Even though it's been a long time since he was sitting shotgun with Dean behind the wheel, his experiences are still clear in his mind. It's the fact that there is a silence to break that has him feeling slightly uneasy for most of the time.

"I should be alright till we get there." Hopefully. He shifts in his seat, his legs folding up a little to make space for him to do so. It's not the first time since his return that he's wished he'd picked up a different car; something a little bigger. Or just one with a little extra leg room. But he's made do this long, so he's not about to start complaining now. Not to mention the fact he's used to sitting in the Impala for hours at a time without a break. "It's not much further anyway."