[ Good. That's good. People he cares about are back there—a few—and truthfully, he wants to believe each of them will return in one piece. Alive. Even if he understands realistically, there will be losses.
But he can only take care of his end. Still. It puts him at ease to know Dean's got the other half. He's not letting himself worry about shit that's out of his hands. ]
You know what you're walking into?
[ A lot transpired in those two weeks. Probably a fuck of a lot more than anything ever had a right to if he takes a second to consider. He doesn't even know what that lumbering beast is, and he hasn't any idea where it's supposedly vanished to.
All he knows is that if there's a monster lurking nearby, it's bound to return at the worst possible moment. ]
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But he can only take care of his end. Still. It puts him at ease to know Dean's got the other half. He's not letting himself worry about shit that's out of his hands. ]
You know what you're walking into?
[ A lot transpired in those two weeks. Probably a fuck of a lot more than anything ever had a right to if he takes a second to consider. He doesn't even know what that lumbering beast is, and he hasn't any idea where it's supposedly vanished to.
All he knows is that if there's a monster lurking nearby, it's bound to return at the worst possible moment. ]