Nope. Dean drops his head, ignoring the touch.

"I'm sorry, Cas. I should have noticed something was up with you. I mean, looking back, it's pretty freaking obvious that you weren't--you weren't acting like you." He barely pauses for breath, determined to get all this out before Cas can stop him. "And yeah, maybe I couldn't have done anything, but you were always there when I needed you. I wasn't there when you needed me. And I'm sorry. I really am."