Sam seemed to accept that, though his mood did not seem to alleviate at all. The prospect of getting to a motel appealed to Dean, one of the few places he felt at home at. Sam was probably not feeling the same way. Sam probably just wanted to be back at home with Jess, alive. He was never going to get a chance to do that again. Dean felt sorry for him.
He probably should have done more to comfort him, though his mind drew blank as to what to do. He'd grown out of simply needing a hug to solve all his problems with the world. Nothing was as clear cut as it used to be now.
Maybe Sam would have preferred the chance to go and stay with one of his college buddies, not getting back to the motel routine. Dean was tempted to ask, but decided against it. They could figure it all out tomorrow.
He probably should have done more to comfort him, though his mind drew blank as to what to do. He'd grown out of simply needing a hug to solve all his problems with the world. Nothing was as clear cut as it used to be now.
Maybe Sam would have preferred the chance to go and stay with one of his college buddies, not getting back to the motel routine. Dean was tempted to ask, but decided against it. They could figure it all out tomorrow.