[ The question sends his thoughts into disarray, skittering to the last time he saw Dean from inside a burning circle of holy oil. Trapped by the soul he once saved. Condemned for his actions by his newfound family while besieged by demons. A moment in time etched into his memories. ]
I betrayed him.
I don't imagine he'd look at me with any kindness.
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I betrayed him.
I don't imagine he'd look at me with any kindness.