Dean jumped as the sword vanished and the beater appeared. He instantly dropped it and two things went through his head. Why the hell didn't she just do something worse, like put a snake in his hand or something else to kill him and two, why didn't she just kill him like the last one he ran into. Who wanted his blood?
And then the key to it all clicked into place. She wasn't like the Jinn. She was another type. And master did not sit well in his head either. Being told what to do. He tried to remember back to when he was a kid and books he read. Dean wasn't as dumb as he acted half the time. He was actually pretty smart, just lazy when Sam was around. But on his own ...
He watched her for a moment, turning as the wall behind him repaired then as she turned her back to him. Which gave him a chance to admire the view. He tipped his head then righted himself. He reached out with his hand and lightly touched her shoulder, "Hey, sorry about that it's just ... the last time I ran into a Jinn, it tried to ... well kill me."