Oh, he was peachy. Just peachy. Aside from the fact their lives were screwed and his lungs were trying to crawl out of his mouth. He shrugged his shoulders. He wanted to tell Dean that he was fine. But that would be a lie and Dean would know it was a lie, and after the whole not lying thing in the car that'd be pretty dumb.
"I am so far from fine right now. Dude... what the hell happened back there? We lost the angel. We lost the angel tablet. And we left Meg to die. We should've done something, Dean..."