[C'mon kid. Try again. Dean's been lying his whole life. He knows the game. Instead of saying more, or rubbing it in, his fingers swipe along the keyboard of the computer he's on and his thumbnail goes into his mouth while he reads another small paragraph that gives him nothing to go off of.]
I'll find you some smokes. Well, I'll try. In the mean time- sit tight.
[That protective streak runs deep, and he can't really help it. It happens and without Sam around he's gotta look out for someone. It's who he is.]
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[C'mon kid. Try again. Dean's been lying his whole life. He knows the game. Instead of saying more, or rubbing it in, his fingers swipe along the keyboard of the computer he's on and his thumbnail goes into his mouth while he reads another small paragraph that gives him nothing to go off of.]
I'll find you some smokes. Well, I'll try. In the mean time- sit tight.
[That protective streak runs deep, and he can't really help it. It happens and without Sam around he's gotta look out for someone. It's who he is.]