"Trust you? When it's a blatant lie? Sam, I believed you until I found your bloody rag in the trash." He scoffed a little, shaking his head as he turned to look away from him. "Yeah, well, a lot of damn good Cas even was. He didn't do a damn thing good for anyone today." He was pretty sure they were going to have to figure the angel out before they had another God Complex on their hands.
Sighing to himself, Dean rested his elbows on his knees as he rubbed at his face with both hands, dragging them back through his hair to lace his fingers behind his neck, keeping his head down. "I am so done with this whole thing."