Mika was half expecting to have him refuse to the offer of listening if he wanted to talk, so when he started talking it showed just how much they had grown as a couple to her and how much trust he truly had in her. Hearing that he almost died made her go slightly wide eyed, keeping her eyes on him and her hand in his.

She remained silent as he spoke, not wanting to interrupt him as he got what he needed to off his chest. Shhe couldn't believe that John would think a hunt that required a minimum of eight hunters could be dealt with successfully with just him and Dean. It was hard to not think even lower of John at that moment. Yet she could also see why John would feel it was too critical to just leave unattended as it involved kids.

As he explained about how a woman who was clearly a werewolf just ambushed Dean. The idea that he could have died alone because John was busy dealing with the newly turned werewolves broke her heart. It ripped it into a thousand pieces and she found it difficult to not let out a few tears for him. She slowly nodded in understanding as he explained about how a woman patched him up, but anger bubbled inside her when John just started plans of Dean's death before even making sure he survived or not.

No wonder he wanted to rush to her and Bobby's so quickly, to the point he didn't even let her know he was coming. She would have wanted to run to the only safe haven she knew of if she was in his place. She always felt lucky to still have him in her life but how she felt even more grateful for it. She could be grieving him right now, going absolutely insane like he did when he thought she was dead, but she had the luck to not have to go through that. 

Seeing his shrug to show he was done talking for now, she got off her stool, pulled her hands out of his and just hugged him tightly, not knowing if any words that would nearly be enough, not after she had already told him what she felt before the story. She tried to find words to say to him but nothing felt appropriate to her, so she silently kept ahold of him.

"what happened to those kids wasn't your fault Dean..." she finally whispered to him, kissing the top of his head. Pulling away just enough to look at him in his eyes, placing a kiss on his lips, letting git linger for a couple of moments then pulling away again. "we don't have to talk about it anymore if you don't want to. But know I'll always be here for you when you need someone to talk to." she told him.

"how about we head home?" she asked him. "or we could walk round town judt to clear our heads before heading home" she suggested another option. Whatever he wanted to do, she would go along with it.