He paused at that, looking back over at her before just giving a short shrug. "You look better than when I first found you."

She'd looked... awful, small and hurt. He'd seen Dean injured so many times, on the verge of death even, but it didn't get easier. And she had to be get better, he'd have to make sure of it, because he couldn't let the reason she might have serious issues to deal with now be because he'd been stupid enough to give in to her arguing and bitching about doing solo work on a case he'd had a bad feeling about from the start.

For a distraction from all that, he shifted and nodded towards the TV shoved up in the corner. "Want me to flip around?"