The rebuttal was far too quick and Dean sighed heavily. Crossing that off his list was going to be worse in the long run, but he wouldn't chance a repeat of this. "No," he laughed. Probably the only thing that didn't. The laugh hurt though and he winced, which in retrospect was the worst thing he could have done.

It was still better than how he'd felt earlier. Dean could handle the physical pain, that ebbed eventually, but this slow torture in his head was going to drive him insane eventually.

He leaned down trying to catch Don Juan's eye. "Last time, promise."