"...no?" Is Sam's response, mostly because yeah, Dean, like you can go talking. :| And, well, isn't. Sort of. Also because it was the only answer he thought of right off the bat.
And meta!Sam is hiding his running shoes thank you, there are not many possessions here and he'd like to keep those. Meanwhile, though, Sam lets it slide with one okay, what was that look, like a clueless idiot, and steps back. "Nah, you're fine," he says to Titus. Sam goes back - gingerly, okay - and sits back down on the bed, giving Dean a curious expression out of the corner of his eye.
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Date: 2011-06-25 04:46 am (UTC)And meta!Sam is hiding his running shoes thank you, there are not many possessions here and he'd like to keep those. Meanwhile, though, Sam lets it slide with one okay, what was that look, like a clueless idiot, and steps back. "Nah, you're fine," he says to Titus. Sam goes back - gingerly, okay - and sits back down on the bed, giving Dean a curious expression out of the corner of his eye.
"Okay, so. What's this about?"