Dean brightens and grabs at the pie, pushing it into his mouth before Castiel can smite it or him. "They had free lube," he tells Derek for the sex ed, twisting his head to look up at Cas. It's not the easiest thing to string thoughts together right now, but he does his best.

"M'going stir crazy," he says. "And you like writing angry letters to Kashi. Smoking'll give me the munchies, anyway." Him getting high is basically a favor to Castiel, an idea Dean does his best to sell with a solemn glance.

He does lean over though, for Noah's gotten quiet, and Dean doesn't want him to be scared just because he and Cas are having a tiff. He lifts a hand and ruffles it through Noah's hair, just the way Sammy used to like before he got too cool for it.