( He seems to consider the question for a moment, then shrugs one playful shoulder. )
Basically.
( When it suits him — like now, when it's more likely to get him laid. Everyone else but Nadine has been largely getting the same yarn spun at them: Dean is dead. He's somebody else.
Keeping the name's just easier. The idea of the man is gone.
He dips in as though he means to whisper into her ear again, but this time, it's to gently press his lips to her neck right below it. There, he mumbles into her skin. )
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Basically.
( When it suits him — like now, when it's more likely to get him laid. Everyone else but Nadine has been largely getting the same yarn spun at them: Dean is dead. He's somebody else.
Keeping the name's just easier. The idea of the man is gone.
He dips in as though he means to whisper into her ear again, but this time, it's to gently press his lips to her neck right below it. There, he mumbles into her skin. )
I'm whoever you want me to be, sweetheart.