[ Dean keeps a careful eye on everything going on around them. It won't do to end up with some teenagers videotaping them with a dragon and a guy who's supposed to be dead legally. Yeah, that's not something he wants to deal with. So he watches their surroundings, keeping half an eye on the dragon running around, wings flapping furiously with no real way to get off the ground yet. ]

He's trying.

[ Dean can't help the amused tilt to his lips, glancing over when Cas' shoulders press against his side, one long line of warmth that he's a little grateful for it with how cold it is.

The idea of roughhousing isn't exactly what he's expecting to be brought up, but yeah, that's...probably true. He's gotten a touch bigger, and while Dean isn't directly involved with him all the time, it's still like having a dog. ]

Go for it, buddy. S'all yours.