[So she has a point. Sure, he's on edge, but he can't do this alone. He's never been good at flying solo. Didn't like working without dad and now he can't work without Sam. Dean scrubs a hand over his face. The tightness of his jaw relaxes, and he wets his bottom lip with his tongue go over what he should say before opening his mouth. Dean doesn't have it in him to be long winded so he keeps it short.]
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Sorry. It's been a long day.