Usually, something like the Dracula jibe would just roll off his back, but this time Godric feels a flash of real anger. Of course it has to do with the fact that Dracula inevitably reminds him of Eric, but there's something more to it, and Godric is briefly surprised at his own ire before he suppresses it. There's a butter knife with a red handle laying inconspicuously on the table next to him, out of view of the tablet.

"I have no particular issues with anyone at the moment." Well, he does, but nothing on the scale of what Dean's referring to. "And if I did, I would discuss it with them, not you. So long as no one does anything stupid, like attempting to shoot me with a crossbow, there won't be a problem." You are entirely too eager to be the defender of humankind against vampires, Dean. Godric is now picturing having a minor disagreement with someone when suddenly a rabid Dean jumps out of the shadows and tries to stake him.