[ dean exhales in relief when the channel is snapped to something entirely different, finally free of the torture that is talking to castiel with a porno playing out nearby. at his question though, dean gives the vaguest roll of his shoulders. ]

No. Just gotta go check up on Sam, see how, uh, things are going with him and Jess, maybe. Jo, too. [ so odd to talk about jess and jo like this, with them being alive and all. dean doesn't know how to feel about it-- or if he's doing enough to make either of them feel alright.

his expression shifts to something quieter, smaller, then dean's turning on his side a little, facing the back of the couch. ]

This thing is stupidly comfy. [ comes the quiet, tired murmur a moment later. ]