Yeah, I don't think I could last through a shower too, man... [Slowly, he made his way to the bedroom and collapsed on the mattress, waiting on Dean to join him.]

Mm, God, I really did get carried away. [He couldn't help but look at every mark and bruise he'd left behind on his brother.] Sorry, man... [Even if Dean had insisted he'd wanted them all, he couldn't help feeling a little... he didn't even know. Embarrassed, maybe. Guilty.]