Dean is happy. It's not that he's any stranger to it, not really, he's an upbeat kind of guy, but he's really happy right now and he wants to continue being happy. Felix had been happy, there for a second, too.
But now he's getting anxious, and the way he moves in closer isn't out of affection, it's out of uncertainty, and Dean has a decided reaction to that. His eyebrows start to pull together, and then a little further when he realizes what Felix is saying.
"Uh, yeah. It happens." It's Dean's turn to glance around, the swift, area-clearing scan that goes better with armed hunts in the dark than standing barefoot on a beach in the sun. He's told Felix, right? He thinks he has. It matters less now than it might have before anyway, even if he still wouldn't tell most other people. "Sammy has... something like that. Why?"
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But now he's getting anxious, and the way he moves in closer isn't out of affection, it's out of uncertainty, and Dean has a decided reaction to that. His eyebrows start to pull together, and then a little further when he realizes what Felix is saying.
"Uh, yeah. It happens." It's Dean's turn to glance around, the swift, area-clearing scan that goes better with armed hunts in the dark than standing barefoot on a beach in the sun. He's told Felix, right? He thinks he has. It matters less now than it might have before anyway, even if he still wouldn't tell most other people. "Sammy has... something like that. Why?"