[ Dread takes hold the moment he catches sight of the blood smearing his hand and his eyes snap up to its source where red mars the tracks of his ears. ]

Dean, you're bleeding.

[ He strides forward worry dousing any lingering anger as he reaches forward to assess the damage. With his stabilization gem brimming with power underneath his coat, he attempts to heal him but a sputtering white light stalls and fails. ]

I didn't do a very good job of it.

[ He admits, remembering his failure as he retries his efforts a second time only to fail again. Still, he doesn't stop trying. ]

I know Dean. Jimmy was still with me until Raphael killed us both.

[ He's not unaware of what Sam might be going through. Knows too, what Jack is feeling. What he doesn't know is his brother's intention or how much of a hold he has on Sam. When they met, Sam was still himself, and just like his powers were failing him now, Lucifer's were similarly affected.

His third healing attempt ends before it starts growing his frustration. It's then, while his attention is completely taken up by the healing spell that his head snaps up pining Dean with a look that's two parts shock and one part fear. All?! Not just Jack but all of them?! How long was it happening? Why didn't anyone tell him before?! Why didn't... ]

Why didn't you tell me Lucifer was in your dreams?!

[ He asks, voice no longer tinged with anger but still filled with a knot of emotions he can't disentangle himself from. ]

Dean.

[ He finally stops his attempts, completely blindsided by this new information. Still, he stands his ground, unflinching in the face of Dean's growing turmoil. ]

I'm not here to tell you what to do. I'm here to find out what you know.