No, Kara is just young and she hasn't had her heart broken before. She hasn't had her dreams crushed. It's a good thing that she still dreams of her future. Dean still dreamed about his future when he was her age. Now, he knows he'll be lucky if he has a future.

Dean isn't sure there's a handbook for relationships. He knows he screwed both of his up and he's beginning to believe that he can't have a relationship with the life he lives. Lisa had died because of his life. Cassie had nearly died. He doesn't want to put anyone else he loves in danger. There are a hundred ways to hurt for people. Unfortunately, if Kara lives long enough, she'll probably figure the out.

He smirks at her words then digs under the front seat and drags a bottle of whiskey out from there, uncaps it and takes a long swig, then holds it out to Kara. He knows she cna't get drunk, but that doesn't mean she won't want to partake with him. Sometimes the act of drinking is soothing. He sighs a little and pinches the bridge of his nose, rubbing his forehead before he speaks. "Kara, I'll mention again that he's an asswipe and it's his loss, but words are easy. Actions are harder. Maybe he was looking for an excuse to get out of the whole royalty thing." That probably doesn't make her feel better, but Dean is more interested in telling her the truth than anything.

He takes another swig of the whiskey and nods. "That I totally get." He's had the same thoughts about being a hunter.