[He watches Dean, half expecting a fight, and not sure what to think when he doesn't get one. It's worrying. Then again he knows Dean isn't feeling that great, and that probably goes a long way toward explaining why his inmate isn't trying to argue with him about it right now.

He nods a little, pushing himself away from the door.]

I'll go so you can rest. [He pauses, hesitating for a moment.] I can check with the infirmary and see if there are sleeping pills if you think it'd help you rest better.