Dean squinted at it a little. It was a little comforting to be able to see a picture with normal eyes, even if he'd mostly gotten over Claire's weird ones whenever he looked at her. "A picture of Sam. Like this, but it don't matter if he's smiling or not. But I need that on me at all times."

He didn't need a picture of his own face. He knew what he looked like and that wasn't how the freak obedience worked. If he was gonna be away from Sam for extended periods of time, he needed something to ensure he was still tied to the kid and that meant having something to reinforce it. Something visual. Wasn't gonna be as good as Sam there in person, but it could slow down the degradation.