"I don't think you should be, either," Roger said, somewhat unhelpfully. "Fact of the matter is, you're supposed to lose your shit for your family. But... Your family's bigger than just them, now. And that's nobody's fault but your own." He wasn't going to lecture him on responsibility because Roger's own sense of it was pure shit, but he would clasp his best friend on the shoulder and face the light beside him. "Not like you're gonna let me go that easy, Dean. And I wouldn't let you go like that, either." And he didn't about two seconds ago. So there was that.