Hugs and kisses, right, ain't that the normal greeting for someone who went away for a bit? Seems perfectly logical to me.

[ he's almost teasing though, but it feels good-- this feels good. right. better than how things have been, even. dean can't say he'll just get over dying, that it's been pushed to the back burner -- hell, it's anything but -- but this grounds him, she anchors him.

he shakes his head at her apology. ]

Don't. You're right, but don't-- 'cause it's alright. We'll just... we'll have to try and make sure we don't have to worry about rocky terms, yeah? [ honestly, he feels bad for how bad things have been. she's alive her, they've already shared some months together, so to go out knowing there's tension between them? he doesn't want to risk it again, not after everything.

it's easier said than done, but maybe from now on he can try to smooth things over more quickly between them, in case anything like this happens again.

another moment passes before dean forces himself to step away, though his hand lingers some down her arm before falling to his side. ]

Now what's left is to catch the asshole. Make sure he doesn't do it to anyone else.