Anna flinched away from Crowley's touch a few times. Or rather, she flinched away from the pain that his cleaning her wounds caused. Better to get it taken care of, though. Not that she had much control over her reactions. She was still in and out of consciousness. Every time she was conscious of anything, it hurt. Her back mostly, but every inch of her. She thought that maybe she could feel herself dying, of course she couldn't form that thought into anything clear.
Johan nuzzled her, acting more like a puppy than a hellhound. She couldn't be sure he wasn't licking her... maybe he was. She couldn't be sure of anything at the moment. Flexing her fingertips, Anna stroked his nose. She whimpered in pain, but she was starting to relax a little. She wasn't trembling anymore. Her body was less being forced into consciousness and more drifting off as she relaxed more.