[h3] Cason [/h3]

Cason stared at her for a few seconds, waiting for her to calm from him scaring her, closing his eyes because he knew he had screwed up.  Just as his eyes fluttered closed, a punch connected with his nose, and he groaned, taking a few steps back from her as well.

“AH!  I didn’t mean to!  I was thinking about you when I landed and Jesus Christ!”, he muttered through his fingers, gently laying the clothes on the closed toilet, and the boots falling to his feet.  He stepped back through the door, “Sorry.  I’m sorry.  But you know, I’ve seen naked women before.”

As he spoke, his nose carefully pieced itself back together behind his hand, and stopped bleeding.  He snorted and continued speaking to her from the other room, “…I’m doubting you have anything going on so shocking that I couldn’t recover.  Stop being so violent!”

He stepped backward and sat down on the bed, keeping a watch on the bathroom door, where he could still see her moving around.  This human was going to be the biggest pain in the ass, if he chose to stick around.  Whatever trust issues she had, aside from his being a demon, he was going to have to tiptoe around…especially when she was around the Winchesters and their magic pig sticker.