She listened to his words, letting them try and sink in as much as possible, to do all she could in her head to make her believe that she wasn't to blame for her father's actions, and deep down she knew she wasn't to blame. She just also had it in her head that she was the punchbag her father could use that meant he didn't need to buy an actual punchbag. 

She didn't blame Dean for missing the signs, she hid them well enough that she was certain if her mother didn't live with them not even she would have noticed the signs. He didn't see the signs because she didn't want him to see them, even if it meant he felt guilty for not seeing said signs now he had seen it for himself what her father could be like. 

The sigh of relief when he reassured her that he wasn't going anywhere was audible in her voice as he kissed her neck just below her ear. "It's not your fault, don't be sorry. He's smart, he wouldn't have hit you in public no matter how much he may have wanted to. I don't think he would have punched me if he realised you were right there at the truck." she replied to him, slowly managing to calm as he stroked and patted her hair to calm her down. 

"Just...just be here?" she suggested, eventually pulling away from his hug and wiping her face with her elbow. "I just need to lay here and cuddle" she mumbled to him, properly looking at him for the first time since he crept into her room. She was aware she needed to be quiet whilst her folks were downstairs, and with how she was feeling it wasn't exactly difficult to do. 

"maybe watch something to drown out their shouting" she added. She had a feeling that if her mother called her father out enough he would just storm out to the nearest bar soon enough as she knew the one thing her mother was good at, was stopping him from getting anywhere near her when he was angry. She also knew that if her mother came in, she wouldn't care Dean was there, even if she was angry for her skipping school, she also knew how much Dean kept her calm and happy.