Raphael appearing startles him, and then he gets even angrier. Jesus Christ, are they so insecure about their power that they need to go and torment him because he had a little fun with them when everything was upside-down? Yeah, they're sure acting eons old right now. When they go and say that, their point is totally lost on Dean. Fuck these douchebags. So what they're more powerful than Dean can really conceive of? Dean's been fighting things more powerful than him for practically his whole life. And guess who, of the three of them, is still alive?

The piece of shirt hits him in the chest, and he looks down at it, the panic really setting in now. He messed up; he couldn't get to Sam, couldn't save him. If he had caved to Gabriel sooner, would it have worked? He feels like he's going to be sick, but he doesn't want them to see him cry, either. God, this is his fault.

But these assholes must've been the ones keeping him here in the first place, drawing Dean out here to fuck with him. To fuck with Sam. And maybe it's Dean's fault that he's dead because he couldn't put up the facade of humility they wanted, but they still killed him.

When he looks up again, the expression in his eyes is scarily violent, unlike anything that's happened yet.

"Point made. But let me tell you something. You better kill me now while you have the chance because if I get out of here, I'm coming for you. You killed my brother, and I'm going to make you pay for that. You might be powerful, but you're not unbreakable, and I can still make you bleed."