"Well you could quit being a dick and help me. God knows I don't want Cas trying to help me shower." She paused, discreetly sniffing. "And I do not smell." She didn't think she did. She was just a bit oily and uncomfortable. And her hair. Good God her hair needed washed and brushed. And her teeth needed brushed. And if he would even just get this bandage off of her and help her get into the tub she would figure out a way to do it her damned self. For the moment she wasn't feeling suicidal or even depressed, just uncomfortable and in a bit of pain.
Glancing from Johan to the kitten, she stroked them both with opposite hands. "Cas got her for me. Said she reminded him of me." Anna nodded to the card, which was sitting on the table beside the open box of jewelry that Crowley had gotten her. "Haven't bothered to name her yet. Johan hasn't eaten her though, so I guess that's a good thing."