Bobby nodded, deciding that Dean could do whatever and however much he wanted if it would help centre his train of thought and learn to accept what normality was like outside of hunting. "Sure kiddo" he replied to him, before he had to scold Mika for being a bloody child, despite very nmuch being an adult. WHen Dean followed her up and walked, making a exagerrated point then calling out how he was the nice kid, Bobby let a loud simple solo "ha!" at his words, before shaking his head with a smile on his face, fondness for the two of them clear on his face if there anyone was left in the room, which there wasn't. "bloody idjits" he fondly muttered his breath. 

As Dean made it into her room behind her, Mika was at her wardrobe, doors open and shuffling through them to find something to wear that was a bit more comfortable than her usual hunting gear, but finding she had very few clothes of that calibre. "Yeah I'll be fine, I do the market run a few times for him otherwise he wouldn't have any food or drink in the fridge and freezer at all" she smiled as she explained it to him. She also never minded doing the market run as she felt like she was earning her keep by doing these things by living in his house. "But yes, I'll have my phone and my gun on me" she added, knowing she didn't normally take her gun but she would this time if it would mean Dean would feel a bit more at ease. 

Pulling out finally a ribbed long sleeved top with thumbholes and criss crossing strapping round the neckline, a pair of faded black jeans and a pair of combat boots that weren't covered in mud like the pair she sported last night, she got dressed after finding some clean underwear, before sitting on the end of her bed to pull her boots on. She had her jackets downstairs on the coat hooks, as were her car keys, so all she had to do now was put on some makeup and brush her hair to tidy it up. So she walked to her vanity where she dried her hair the night before and took around ten minutes out to brush her hair neatly, apply eyeliner and her signature red lipstick. Looking in the mirror she realised that now she was back to being her, all she could see in the mirror was Kenzi...[i]'thats gotta change'[/i] she thought to herself. 

She took a proper look at him and saw what he was wearing and smiled, almost not remembering the last time she saw him in such casual and comfortable clothing. Walking over to him, she slid her hands round his waist to pull him to her and looked him in the eyes, "I promise you I will be fine and I'll be back in an hour tops. I'll give you a text when I'm leaving the market and at my car on my way if it'll help reassure you I'm safe" she told him, wanting to do all she could to keep him calm about her going.