Peter could see the hesitation and uncertainty in Dean's expression. Time was short, that much was clear. They were going to have to tackle this, and tackle this soon.
He was going to have to work fast, and there would be risks in that. But if that was what was necessary, that was what he was going to do.
"Okay. I'll do my best." Though it wouldn't help anyone if he forced things and ended up in a coma. "I know you can make some of those hex bag things to help protect me against him. I'd appreciate whatever you can give me for that. The Hyperion's got defenses, and Ruby came and demn-warded the whole place, but if I'm going to be fighting him, just... give me whatever you can to help me on that end. As far as I know, I don't have any sort of power that specifically wards against demons."