He shook his head. "No. Not really." What was there to discuss? How much of an ass he really was? The fact that Heather didn't seem to trust him? He didn't like arguing with her. Sam really didn't. In fact, having snapped at her earlier, Sam instantly regretted it. He already felt guilty, probably more than anyone else would have felt given the situation. It was only after her stormed off that he felt the urge to rush back into the house so that he could attempt to pull her into his arms. But would she accept his embrace if he offered it to her? She seemed so angry. All because of one picture.
"You sure it's all right for me to stay?" Sam asked, looking down at her. "I mean, if Castiel has a problem with it, I could just get a hotel room..."