Dean nodded slowly. "Okay." He eased himself up. Careful not to put any weight on his already bad hand. He'd done this enough times back home that he was sure he could manage on his own, once he was up.
Looking around the room until she told him she missed him. He gave her a slight smile. "Love you baby girl." He had been so full of anger, so out to hurt something, anything, even if it was just himself, that he hadn't stopped to think to miss anyone. "Your boyfriend took my shoes." His tone was a little more grumpy, even if it was still coarse.