[Both Sam and Dean glance over when Peter steps into the room. Dean nods in greeting before looking back down at Sam.] We'll be right back, okay? Everything's gonna be fine, Sammy.

[Sam nods, still looking a little anxious about the entire thing. He gives Peter a terse smile and then Dean's giving his hand one last squeeze before sliding off the edge of the bed and walking over to where Peter is awkwardly hovering near the doorway.

Dean grins and claps him on the shoulder, using the gesture to help steer Peter out of the room with him.] Hey, Pete. Nice pajamas.

Alright. Let's do this. Shouldn't need much, right?