[ He leans back in his chair, one foot down because Sam's a prude, gosh, and gives a little snort.
(he keeps his other foot up, so hah). ]
Yeah, your favorite type.
[ Ngh - there it is. He knows what Sam is sort of saying, he can read between the lines. Sam has been watched, hunted, and manipulated since he was a kid, and when Dean left him to his own devices, of course it got out he was Lucifer's vessel, of course hunters went after him. ]
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(he keeps his other foot up, so hah). ]
Yeah, your favorite type.
[ Ngh - there it is. He knows what Sam is sort of saying, he can read between the lines. Sam has been watched, hunted, and manipulated since he was a kid, and when Dean left him to his own devices, of course it got out he was Lucifer's vessel, of course hunters went after him. ]
We aren't known for smart decisions.