"Yeah yeah yeah. That's because she doesn't know any better, or she knows I'd fall apart without her." Which was the absolute truth. He'd practically pickled himself whenever she and Jo had both vanished at the same time. And had practically wept when Mary returned by herself.
Dean grunted softly, and made a face. "Yeah no thanks. I'm not big on hugs from muscle bound guys. I prefer them from someone much much softer, and curvier."