"I'm not sure you should be alone right now," Dean said softly. he gave her hand another squeeze before letting go. He drew his hand up to run it through his hair.
He knew she didn't want him to go, at least that's what he thought. but she needed him to go because him being so close, sitting with her in her bed was awkward, after all they'd been through together. She needed time and space, and so did he. But he wanted her to know he was there for her.