Dean cocks his head, then turns it, listening hard for any sounds from Cas. There's nothing, not even after that short little leap his heart just did when Dean realized he's considering it, and he relaxes. Cas must be neck deep in drafts by now.

"Doesn't it make you hungry?" he asks. And even if it doesn't, Dean is as bored as he can ever remember being - convalescing at a farmhouse is really relaxing, but probably too much, especially when Space Hospital only comes on once a day.

"I will if Derek does."