[Dude, you don't know what could be lurking in that maze. Dean has read the Greek myths. He knows the stories.]
What's it look like I'm doing, pickin' daisies?
[And no, there are no daisies about, in case you were wondering.
It's kind of nice to see Philip again, even the two of them resemble some manner of mismatched comedy duo with their fanciful eyepatches and comically surly expressions.]
I'm-
[He nudges a stick with his shoe and sighs in a put-upon fashion. Oh, the life of Dean Winchester is so hard. So hard.]
no subject
What's it look like I'm doing, pickin' daisies?
[And no, there are no daisies about, in case you were wondering.
It's kind of nice to see Philip again, even the two of them resemble some manner of mismatched comedy duo with their fanciful eyepatches and comically surly expressions.]
I'm-
[He nudges a stick with his shoe and sighs in a put-upon fashion. Oh, the life of Dean Winchester is so hard. So hard.]
-wandering?
[Good answer.]