Dean can hear his heart beating wildly under his fingers and he can't help but remember the curse placed on him, that snarling bitch's smug words about always being feared. And he doesn't blame anyone. He would have put a silver arrow between his own eyes if he saw something like him charging. His fingers loosen just slightly.
"I didn't take him. He came here to kill me. He's lucky he's alive." Truth being that Dean didn't kill humans. He refused to be that part of a monster. But he had grown increasingly angry and cruel in his isolation. Didn't see anything wrong with imprisoning someone who would have him dead.
"I didn't-!"
"Shut up!" Dean roars, head turning to the cage that immediately grows quiet.
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Date: 13 Jun 2016 12:47 (UTC)"I didn't take him. He came here to kill me. He's lucky he's alive." Truth being that Dean didn't kill humans. He refused to be that part of a monster. But he had grown increasingly angry and cruel in his isolation. Didn't see anything wrong with imprisoning someone who would have him dead.
"I didn't-!"
"Shut up!" Dean roars, head turning to the cage that immediately grows quiet.