Dean's eyes turned to Sam, and he pulled away from Tessa's hold for a moment walking over and placing a hand on his brother's shoulder, even if he knew he couldn't feel it. "You're my baby brother. Course I'm proud of you. If she wasn't such a bitch, I'd tell you myself."

Tessa gave him a look that said passive aggressive tactics weren't going to get him anywhere, before she nodded. "Yeah, Sam. He is."