Dean hadn't expected that blow to land, and more surprising still is the call for time out, starkly informal in the middle of what Dean's sure could have been a fight to the death.
He pauses, but doesn't lower his guard, watching Kisuke with wide eyes. "Was I not supposed to do that?" he finally asks, finding that his disembodied soul can still flush red in the face. "Um. Sorry."
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Date: 2014-03-07 06:32 am (UTC)He pauses, but doesn't lower his guard, watching Kisuke with wide eyes. "Was I not supposed to do that?" he finally asks, finding that his disembodied soul can still flush red in the face. "Um. Sorry."