[ Just that he somehow doubts he'll get through it without wanting to punch Sam in the head again by the end. He supposes the very idea is somehow progress itself, an almost disturbing idea considering where he started. But if he truly wants this, wants to let himself find comfort in at least one thing, then there isn't any other choice. And so no matter what, he's willing to give it a go.
Canting to the side slightly as he once again leans back up against the headboard, Dean drops his face slightly, rubbing his fingers against his eyes ]
Can't even sleep here.
[ It's a stupid sidebar but it's worthy of frustration. That, and it apparently needlessly annoys his captain of the moment, the endless pacing and the unwillingness to sit his ass down for two seconds. It doesn't really help matters that closing his eyes means seeing Lucifer and that trying to nod off is a paranoid reminder of the disaster he's left festering at home. It's all enough to leave him feeling cataclysmically distraught, guilty enough that the ships halls are worth pacing through at night.
But at least he figures admitting to it means something, not that he knows what. ]
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Date: 18 Apr 2016 18:17 (UTC)[ Just that he somehow doubts he'll get through it without wanting to punch Sam in the head again by the end. He supposes the very idea is somehow progress itself, an almost disturbing idea considering where he started. But if he truly wants this, wants to let himself find comfort in at least one thing, then there isn't any other choice. And so no matter what, he's willing to give it a go.
Canting to the side slightly as he once again leans back up against the headboard, Dean drops his face slightly, rubbing his fingers against his eyes ]
Can't even sleep here.
[ It's a stupid sidebar but it's worthy of frustration. That, and it apparently needlessly annoys his captain of the moment, the endless pacing and the unwillingness to sit his ass down for two seconds. It doesn't really help matters that closing his eyes means seeing Lucifer and that trying to nod off is a paranoid reminder of the disaster he's left festering at home. It's all enough to leave him feeling cataclysmically distraught, guilty enough that the ships halls are worth pacing through at night.
But at least he figures admitting to it means something, not that he knows what. ]