Sam and Johanna
He sighed. "I don't know if he poses a direct threat, but yeah. Wouldn't hurt to keep an eye out. Be aware." He really didn't know what Belphegor's end game was. He should probably see about figuring that out.
He remembered all too well the time Johanna had taken Dean out. Immediately after Dean had gutted Sam. Because Sam wasn't able, or wasn't willing, to take his brother out even when his own life depended on it.
"I'll keep Argent in mind," Sam said. He had a tendency to run into Argent's fists, but he did respect the man. There was a reason he was the one Sam went to when he needed his ass kicked. The man didn't do things by half. It was all or nothing with him.