"Exactly what I mean." Dean grins. he was sure with her having a guy like that in her life, brother, cousin, uncle or whatever he was, he probably taught her how to defend herself. Not that she would have to use it on him. When she mentioned her being armed or not, Dean raises a brow and tilts his head. "Why? Are you?" Thinking that she had a weapon on her, well that thought was kind of hott.
He had to chuckle at that and nod, even though the thought of that was gross. "Right. That whole...woman thing." Dean again had to raise his brow in surprise. "Shouldn't...it be the other way around? Pain killers should be for wusses, right?" He had to play with her a little and grins.