"What does it look like?" She'd been in that bed for god knew how long, he'd been down for a little more than twenty-four hours so he had no idea how long she had been. Dean wasn't the sort to white knight and gloat, or announce it. Hell it was kind of a foreign thing anyway.
He carried her toward the bathroom, once he was sure she wasn't going to toss cookies all over him. "I'm guessing Rory hasn't been in." At all. Was left off. But that was obvious, he knew how much the half and half cared about his sister, and he wouldn't have left her in this state if he had been in.
But Dean couldn't instant heal anything, so he settled for the next best thing. Helping her get cleaned up.