[Sam smooths a hand over his mouth and chin, surveying the small space; he double-takes at the pleased little look Dean gives him, and feels a little warm in the chest. Brothers, man.]
... Yeah, actually.
[There's a hell of a lot he could say right now, especially when it comes to the two of them, and the chances Dean's given him here, and the fact that they've been joined at the hip so long in their lives that walking away felt like complete exile, but he settles for:]
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... Yeah, actually.
[There's a hell of a lot he could say right now, especially when it comes to the two of them, and the chances Dean's given him here, and the fact that they've been joined at the hip so long in their lives that walking away felt like complete exile, but he settles for:]
This place has pretty crappy AC.