Dean gave an apologetic smile. He did seem to keep catching her at her not so great, but then again, what were friends for? When she said "too" at the end of each question, the hunter's jaw tightened. Eric had hurt her?
"He showed up. I stabbed him, a few times. Shot him a few more. He crushed my hands and tossed me like a rag doll. Fun times were had by all." This was definitely sarcasm. He stepped closer to her, knowing exactly what she was going through as far as the blood issue. Even if she was a woman, he didn't see how it could have been fun if it was against her will. It didn't make it any better or worse. Not that he'd say anything about the blood's side effects.
"Are..that's what happened?" He looked around the shop as if he were seeing it for the first time, at least in new light. "Are you okay? Or as can be expected?
"I'm going to end that son of a bitch." He didn't move away from the spot where he stood. He wasn't sure where to find the asshole.