Homage to what, Heaven? James Bond? Dude, if you're paying homage to all the dead Bond actors, our Profound Bond just took like three steps up on the awesome scale. [He gave him a teasing smile, even if he didn't know if he was looking right at him.
Flinching at the touch to his head, and then the one to his chest, Dean sighed a bit at Castiel. Damn him, his angel could rip right through to what he was really feeling.] There's not much anyone can do, Cas, don't sweat it. Once I can get back to normal, I'll be fine. I won't even drink myself into a coma this time, I swear. Besides, it's not like we didn't all see this comin'. Sam's the one who dates girls long term, not me.