Dean was on the roof before the thing even finished buzzing. It was force of habit. One of the prophets he was watching got his attention the same way, and if she did, she was usually in trouble. But this was also Alec, and he may have been just a little over eager, but he wasn't going to admit to that.

Instead he was just going to stare at him for a moment, before sliding his hands in his pockets. "Hey."