Mika felt far from a saint and never fully understood why Dean held her in such a high regard compared to himself as to her it was never warranted. She also knew just as well as the brothers did how much Bobby cared for them and how much he would do to keep them all safe. It's what she admired about Bobby so much, that despite everything and anything that came his way, he still cared about all three of them. He was also the only other person in her life who didn't try and break herself and Dean apart, he accepted that they were childhood friends and two people who had grown up feeling more than that for each other. 

With the way he was running his hands up and down her arms, she felt she could have easily stayed in the bath for ages feeling his touch calm her immensely, but she also knew if they stayed in any longer and let the water get cold it wouldn't be particularly great. So suggesting they left the bath was the best scenario. She gladly moved forward so he could actually stand up and get out where she waited to make sure he was far enough away from the bath that neither of them would clumsily hurt the other as she needed to get out as well. She was about to direct him where she kept her towels when he found them himself and wrapped one round himself, and she very much enjoyed the view. Stepping out of the bath as he held out one for her, she couldn't help but giggle at his behaviour. "Thank you good sir" she joked back, taking the towel and wrapping it around herself, tucking in the end so it would stay up without her having to hold it. 

She then leaned over the bath to pull the plug out as well ring out her hair so it didn't drip everywhere before leaning up and grabbing the crocodile clip she always kept on the wall shelf under the shower lead, next to her shower gel. From there she simply put the clip in her mouth as she used both hands to twist her hair and fold it up, where she took the clip and used it to keep her hair up. A few shorter strands at the front of her head, remaining loose and framing her face. Turning back to face Dean, she lead him back to her room. "Make yourself comfortable" she told him. "I've still got one of your old shirts in the top drawer somewhere if you want it" she admitted to him.