[ it has him in something of a daze. so much information to take in, and it's not even the whole story. he hopes, he hopes that won't be his life in the future. he would rather die now, he thinks, though he immediately feels guilty for the thought. he loves his family. loves sam and dean and claire, too, even if she isn't really in his life any longer. he can imagine himself in the position as jack explains it. certainly he would make any sort of deal necessary to save the three of them from the fate that jack describes.
the rest is just, beyond his ability to absorb in any meaningful way. he understands the words, but he's become so used to constant timers ticking down, spelling the end times soon! soon! soon! that it hardly makes an impact any longer.
still holding both the bottle and his glass, he turns back around and pours himself a drink. he's surprised to find his hands are shaking, but the already growing puddle disguises the mess he makes. ]
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[ it has him in something of a daze. so much information to take in, and it's not even the whole story. he hopes, he hopes that won't be his life in the future. he would rather die now, he thinks, though he immediately feels guilty for the thought. he loves his family. loves sam and dean and claire, too, even if she isn't really in his life any longer. he can imagine himself in the position as jack explains it. certainly he would make any sort of deal necessary to save the three of them from the fate that jack describes.
the rest is just, beyond his ability to absorb in any meaningful way. he understands the words, but he's become so used to constant timers ticking down, spelling the end times soon! soon! soon! that it hardly makes an impact any longer.
still holding both the bottle and his glass, he turns back around and pours himself a drink. he's surprised to find his hands are shaking, but the already growing puddle disguises the mess he makes. ]