"How am I picky?" It was a valid complaint! He can't move if Dean's leaning against him... unless Dean wants to fall flat on his back. When Dean's up though, he gets to his feet and shakes his head.

"I'm up, man." After so many years on the road, kind of weird to be heading to the door right now to go to his own room. Weird, but not exactly bad. "Guess this is good night, man. And, uh, don't disappear again. I'm not hunting you down."