She didn't do anything of the sort when he hugged her. Mostly it was just that same tense confusion. He sounded like a Winchester. That same tone, like they all got when they cared deeply enough.
She didn't expect it to get better right away. She had to come to terms with broken trust, broken friendships, outright hate. That betrayal. She had to accept Sam would never think of her like he used to. Never trust her again, not completely if even a little. But it got better?
Things got better, she got better.
She had to ask it, Selfish as it was with Ben having come back from some future, she had to know. If there was anything guarenteed to make her give up it would be the wrong answer to this question.
"Castiel" she said, finally relaxing into his grasp a bit. "Don't tell me anything else about your time, but is he...are we still... Did it get good again?"
She waited, she wasn't about to cry, not at all.
She wondered would Ben still tell her off for being a girl if she did.