"I...dunno about all that. You just relax, okay? You're safe now."

It's the best he can offer as he eases them out of the dark aura of the house, the car growling as Dean hits the gas, tires spinning, kicking up dirt as they peel out and away.

They're out in bumfuck, but the closer they get back to the small town they're staying in, the more civilization starts to appear. The golden arches of a McDonald's gleams like a homing beacon, and he pulls into the drive through and glances over at her.

"Not the best, not the worst. You like burgers?"