[This might be the most open Dean has been with Sam for...Christ. Since before he got dragged to Hell, really. Possibly even longer, if he's being technical about it. He would laugh, just to break up the sappiness, but even Dean's too exhausted to try propping up his own usual bullshit today.

He's just grateful to get to connect to Sam without the devil between them in the wake of that last dream he had.] Deerington's got it's share of faults, but this ain't one of them.

You look out for me, I'll look out for you works for me.

Feel like grabbing a bite to eat? I feel like coffee or something. Walking just makes me want to stuff my face more.

[It's an olive branch, a chance to move past the nightmare of Lucifer's continued presence in Sam. It's not going to fix anything but they can at least enjoy themselves, if only for a minute.]