Though he hadn't heard anything at all, he pushed himself up to a seated position, legs sprawled uselessly in front of him as he trained his eyes to where Dean's were. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and dropped his head for a moment.

"See?" Roger said softly, almost entirely unable to hear his own speech over the thudding of his heartbeat. "We're out of the coverage area." He remembered vaguely that he kicked Dean a second ago and swallowed over that misstep. "I'm sorry, Dean. That it had to happen." He knew better than the reiterate what 'it' was. "But I'm not sorry that you're still here."