( Cas covers the you totally had it piece, to which Dean contributes one little jerk of his head in the angel's direction — what he said. Except he immediately regrets the team-building alignment when the son of a bitch deliberately goo-sleeve shoulder-checks him.

The bitchiest bitch face of all time.

Anyway, time for a little smooth maneuvering to maybe deescalate: )

You know if there's any more of them running around here we oughta be worried about? Because I didn't think to pack my bazooka for this one.

( These monsters are turning out to be a little more... monster-y than he's used to. Which is fine and all, but it figures this is the one time he has a completely valid excuse to use the grenade launcher and it ain't even in the same dimension. )