Dean nods, relaxing minutely. "I got somebody to live for." As long as he's around, Dean will be able to walk away when he needs to. He just needs to keep him alive.
The chain clinks when Dean moves, and Dean grits his teeth against it, trying to stay as still as possible. "Is that what happened to you?" he asks. "Why you don't hunt anymore?"
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Date: 2014-03-10 05:33 am (UTC)The chain clinks when Dean moves, and Dean grits his teeth against it, trying to stay as still as possible. "Is that what happened to you?" he asks. "Why you don't hunt anymore?"