"Oh dammit," he breathes against Dean's mouth, frowning out at their guests as he fumbles for the ring.

"I had it engraved, Enochian protection symbols on the inside, anti-possession and a host of other things," he starts to panic babble as he thrusts the plain band towards Dean. "This and that will help keep you safe," he says, pressing his free hand to the grace tucked underneath Dean's layers.