Most everyone was protecting their precious runaway hero.

[Bitterness shoots sharp through the words, clipped and dark. Dean's made no secret of hating his previous version, nor of accepting any of the empathy that others have extended to him on blatant behalf of the relationships they had with him. It was stupid of them not to take the opportunity, but he's not going to point that out while it's still him under the gun. He's no one's guinea pig, not while he has a say, no matter how tactically sound it is.

He's distracted by mention of Crichton, though.]

Yeah, we talked. I know about the history. I... we talked.