The proto-demon followed suit, crouching down a little awkwardly. "Why?"

Great, she was bringing more pictures of Sam to try to slow that degredation down but why did she need more pictures of him? Dean knew perfectly well that she didn't need 'em, not like he did, and probably wouldn't ever, not with her healing and inability to feel pain. Dean shot Claire a baffled look, reaching out to balance himself against the receptionist's desk.