He chuckled as she conjured a passion fruit from the planet's seemingly unending supply of everything. He wasn't offended at all. He was just glad she was willing to eat in front of him. Most girls wouldn't. But then she really wasn't most girls. "Oh I don't take it personally at all. Just be careful, ok?" he said with a slight smile. "What am I talking about? You can handle yourself. I've seen the proof!"
Dean watched her hold back a yawn with her hand and he followed her glance to the beds on the opposite side of the room. "You should rest a little, don't you think?" he said quietly. He didn't want to sound suggestive but she did look as tired and she wasn't nearly as used to all of that fighting and action like he was. "You had a very busy morning."
He glanced back to her as she said she didn't want him to go. Again he was struck with how she was letting him see this part of her. He wouldn't call it needy. Not by a long shot. It was a concern and a care that was so genuine that he turned his eyes down to his sandwich unsure of how to respond for a beat. "I know. I promise I'll be back though. And if you want to rest, I promise I won't leave until you're asleep."