Well. [ He finally says, tipping his glass back and turning to pour another set for the two of them because fuck it, Sam's dead and Dean wants nothing more than to join him. ]
Sure doesn't sound good. But what do I know, really. [ Very little, in the grand scheme of things. Dean offers Cas the refilled glass before he leans against the counter, feeling and looking defeated, exhausted, emotionally spent. ]
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Sure doesn't sound good. But what do I know, really. [ Very little, in the grand scheme of things. Dean offers Cas the refilled glass before he leans against the counter, feeling and looking defeated, exhausted, emotionally spent. ]
Thanks for comin', by the way.