[Something about casting blame like that strikes her. She'd done something similar in a moment she sometimes wishes she could take back, approach more rationally. Learning the truth about her own father's death had been hard, especially after so many years of believing things had gone differently, and she'd turned her anger on Sam and Dean, despite the fact that they'd had nothing to do with it.

She exhales slowly, nodding.]

Accidents happen. [Her voice carries some weight to it, like she knows all too well from experience.] I'm sorry people blamed you. People say a lot of things they don't mean when they're angry. It's even worse if the real target of that anger isn't around to be blamed, or there's some other reason they can't confront it.

[No wonder he'd left home.]

That's on them, trying to make you a pariah. Not you. But I'm sorry you had to go through it at all.