She would never dream of blaming Dean for any of it, or accusing him of the things he felt guilty for. Nor would she ever dream of using this as an excuse to call in a favour, it just didn't work like that. She sat up straight again, and gave him a bit of a smile. "You don't owe my anything, Dean."
"And I assure you that the next time someone kick's my ass, which I am hoping is in a very long time from now, you will be the first to know," she grinned, glad to have something to joke about. She didn't do well with long drawn out conversations about feelings and emotions. "And then I will watch with joy as you defend my honour with all your manly manliness."