Long after.

Right, because he's been locked up for ages, and the world's passed him by in that span of time. Dean shakes his head, not wanting to listen to this even though he has to, taking another step back. Cas knows better. He knows better than to do any of this, understands that he can't just fuck off like that, and --

"You still said yes." Dean doesn't know if he means it to sound accusing or not, but it does, and he doesn't take it back. "I haven't seen you in years, Cas. Years. And you said yes to an asshole who couldn't be bothered to help you out once? Really?"