Taking a sip of his own drink, Cas shrugged in return relaxing just a little bit.Not that he wasn't used to the assults in the first place."Considering your track record cowboy, anything involving mowing down anything that attacks outright."he mummered patting the hunters knee.
Casually leaning back, the stoner nurse his drink thoughtfully, offering Dean the first real grin of the day that wasn't mocking or crude before knocking back half of his beer.