[ His eyebrow lifts, less offended, more curious what that reaction is about.
Mm. So that's what it's about. Funny. What decides an eternal rest for a man like Dean? When the forces around him grow tired of intervening? What made this death different from the others?
Nothing, possibly. Maybe it's a case of time catching up to all of them. He'd been done, as well. By the time they were at that market square, it was over. And he wonders if Destiny decided his path simply ran out of road. That he had given all there was to give to his daughter.
But she had looked for him, anyway, and found him here. So perhaps none of it means fuck all.
He looks thoughtful for a moment before shrugging it off. ]
I met a knight once who died taking a shit in the woods.
[ Always some unfortunate bastard who had it worse, at least. ]
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Mm. So that's what it's about. Funny. What decides an eternal rest for a man like Dean? When the forces around him grow tired of intervening? What made this death different from the others?
Nothing, possibly. Maybe it's a case of time catching up to all of them. He'd been done, as well. By the time they were at that market square, it was over. And he wonders if Destiny decided his path simply ran out of road. That he had given all there was to give to his daughter.
But she had looked for him, anyway, and found him here. So perhaps none of it means fuck all.
He looks thoughtful for a moment before shrugging it off. ]
I met a knight once who died taking a shit in the woods.
[ Always some unfortunate bastard who had it worse, at least. ]