[Dean shrugs at the echo, smiling back impishly, maybe a little self-deprecating.]
What? I read.
[Dean raises an eyebrow, though, because apparently whatever it is Felix is doing it needs a place to be kept, now, and Dean's still not clear on...] What is "it?" I'm sure we can clear out a corner.
[Cabin 4-18 is not exactly bursting at the seams with furnishings.]
Spam
What? I read.
[Dean raises an eyebrow, though, because apparently whatever it is Felix is doing it needs a place to be kept, now, and Dean's still not clear on...] What is "it?" I'm sure we can clear out a corner.
[Cabin 4-18 is not exactly bursting at the seams with furnishings.]