"You son of a bitch," he growls. He jerks himself free from the Fimbles, and yeah, their arms are stubby, but they manage to scratch Dean's arms up as he pulls them away. Figures. He doesn't want to let Gabriel beat him into an apology like this, but as far as Dean knows, Sam's still there waiting for him to get through this circus and come find him.

"You're a sadistic fuck." And Dean should know how it feels, having been one himself not so long ago. He clenches his jaw, not wanting to cave, but also needing to get out of here and find Sam, right? That's what the whole point of this was.

"Can we reschedule the cage match?" He'll try to sidestep instead. "There's something more important going on right now than your stupid revenge scheme."