Uh, no. He's yours. You're the one who thought Salty was a good name. [ actually, it was horse. ]
[ Dean rubs a hand through his hair, wondering how to break it gently to the angel. And yes, there was kissing. Don't remind him. ]
Okay, okay. So you're the retro version, we can deal with this. [ Dean looks Cas up and down. ] But first we should get you indoors before you hurt yourself. C'mon, Sam found a place last night. Ain't exactly me, but we were pressed for time.