Sam didn't need any more invitation than that. He pulled his hands out of his pockets and moved over to where she was sitting on the couch. He took the bandages from the figurine and moved around it to sit down next to her. His hands were large and rough, but he still handled her gently as he cleaned her injuries and wrapped them tightly with the bandage.
"I'm Sam, by the way. Winchester." He'd belatedly realized that he'd never introduced himself. He gave her a sheepish smile.