[Dean chuckles again, recognizing the look on Philip's face. Civvies won't know everything he goes through - it's better that they don't, actually. Dean would like to keep it that way. It's safer.]

Hey, at this point - I'd say anything's possible. [He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, gesturing to both of their lower halves.] But now that you mention it...it'd make sense, right? A little bit?

[Dean furrows his brow. He'd never thought of it like that before, particularly after dealing with yellow-eyed white dudes and especially after seeing something that looked suspiciously like a Pokemon scurrying down the halls. It wasn't completely out of the realm of possibility.]

I mean, where I'm from people don't know about the shit I fight, 'cause we keep it secret. Your world and my world could be the same. All the pop culture matches up. What year are you from?