Dean was surprised when she suddenly kissed him, but before he could straighten his thoughts she was already pulling away and apologizing. He picked up the bandage and got to work wrapping it, making sure it was tight enough to stay put but not to hurt. His eyes glanced at her now and again until he was finished, taping the end securely.<br/><br/>"You have nothing to be sorry for, but we should really finish getting you stitched up." he said, still close enough for his breath to make her hair flutter away from her cheek. With a flash of his near signature smirk, he moved his kit to the other side and sat on the edge of the bed, ready to get her other arm cleaned up.