[Dean hasn't quite figured out the trick to rooms yet, or what they look like. Yeah, it's weird, but he'd figured...
He doesn't know what he figured. That Shane is clearly either as confused as Dean is or upset by it, enough to bring it up anyway, makes him look at it again while he completely ignores the jabs. That was a port, and a shotgun is a perfectly respectable weapon - it'd been enough to kick Shane's ass, even half out of his mind with crazy. That's how Dean remembers it, and he's going to continue to do so.
The answer is too off-handed and grudge-y. Dean makes a note to just keep an eye out, make sure he's wearing different clothes, that sort of thing.]
'Course I did. Don't tell me you made a habit of sleeping through shift briefing. [Because Dean sure has no intent of letting resources literally dumped in his lap get away from him. The hunter tilts his head so he can glance over at Shane, opens his mouth to say something, then catches sight of something else that gives him pause.]
You already got a girlfriend here? Who's sending you flowers?
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He doesn't know what he figured. That Shane is clearly either as confused as Dean is or upset by it, enough to bring it up anyway, makes him look at it again while he completely ignores the jabs. That was a port, and a shotgun is a perfectly respectable weapon - it'd been enough to kick Shane's ass, even half out of his mind with crazy. That's how Dean remembers it, and he's going to continue to do so.
The answer is too off-handed and grudge-y. Dean makes a note to just keep an eye out, make sure he's wearing different clothes, that sort of thing.]
'Course I did. Don't tell me you made a habit of sleeping through shift briefing. [Because Dean sure has no intent of letting resources literally dumped in his lap get away from him. The hunter tilts his head so he can glance over at Shane, opens his mouth to say something, then catches sight of something else that gives him pause.]
You already got a girlfriend here? Who's sending you flowers?