Dean relented and let Don Juan take over. "Stop fretting, I'm fine." The irony of how the roles were currently reversed was not lost on Dean, but he was trying to downplay everything for a reason. He hated being in Don Juan's position. "I can stop if this bothers you." He'd figure out something else. He hadn't intended for it to be a problem, hadn't intended for anything to come to light, but he'd messed up and now he would have to try and find something that would soothe the build up of energy he kept feeling.