Someone who's been paying attention enough to know he's got a severely overdeveloped savior complex, and someone who knows the value of developing "friendships" with people in power.
And right now, you're the ones running the show. It's pretty obvious to anyone paying attention that they're running around like a bunch of monkeys with their heads cut off, and quite frankly, I want no parts of the mess.
My price: Once I hand over Winchester, you leave me and mine alone. I don't give a rip what you do to the rest. Myself and Mick St. John, we go unharmed. Sound fair?