[ easy as that. it isn't because he fears jack's power, or anything so crass. his reasoning, depending on how you look at it, is either far simpler or far more complicated. regardless, he doesn't argue when jack opens the door and goes in ahead of him. it reminds him, with a pang, of dean. he stumbles over the threshold but this time doesn't fall, catching himself on the door frame before making his way inside. the interior is dark, but neither one of them needs light to see. ]
Dean used to do that, [ he blurts out, once the door is closed behind them. he begins to move around the room, looking for something. ] Stand in front of me. Push me behind him, like— like he'd throw himself between me and whatever danger we were facing off against.
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[ easy as that. it isn't because he fears jack's power, or anything so crass. his reasoning, depending on how you look at it, is either far simpler or far more complicated. regardless, he doesn't argue when jack opens the door and goes in ahead of him. it reminds him, with a pang, of dean. he stumbles over the threshold but this time doesn't fall, catching himself on the door frame before making his way inside. the interior is dark, but neither one of them needs light to see. ]
Dean used to do that, [ he blurts out, once the door is closed behind them. he begins to move around the room, looking for something. ] Stand in front of me. Push me behind him, like— like he'd throw himself between me and whatever danger we were facing off against.
[ a beat, and he adds: ]
Do you think they have an honor bar?