Dean wasn't exactly patient when Cas was bonkers, it's true, but they had crap to do, a fight to get to, the world to save, again. In the downtime, he'd rather Cas talk to him because he's seen what happens when Cas flies solo. That's not really a slight; he's still hurt over it, but he's ready to move past it and onto the next thing, which is making sure Cas doesn't go through that whole thing again. He wants Cas to come to him first, or at least to include him in the shit he's got going on. So yeah, he's making him talk about his feelings now. It's weird but as long as it's not Dean's feelings, it's not so bad. Anyway, Cas peers into his head enough. Dean figures he can prod at him.

"Me?" He sighs again and hauls Cas closer. Stupid angel. He really is turning out to be more like Dean than Dean would've recommended.

"So you decided you could keep me safer if you were drunk? C'mon, Cas. I'll be fine. And it's not like the things here that want to kill me don't also want to kill you. We'll stick together, we'll keep each other safe. Okay?"