Van sighed when Dean walked away and seemed to diffuse the situation. Fisher wasn't fighting to go after him and promised not to - not that Van would trust the witch. He also just wanted this to be over, so he let go of her with a shake of his head. "Whatever."
Raking back his dark hair, Van wanted to tell Fisher how pointless it was for a human to attack a were, but had a feeling she didn't care about that part. He settled his hands on his hips. "Next time I'll just let Hartley have you both. What got into you? I could report Dean if he said something sexist or whatever."