( Something undeniably nostalgic hangs around Dean as Jesper speaks. It's in the small smile that he directs down at his drink, it's in the gentle shake of his head before he brings it to his lips. )
She sounds like my old man. ( He pauses before he actually drinks, long enough to give a conceding sway. ) I was six, too. Probably a different kind of hunting for the most part, but tomayto-tomahto.
( Not that they didn't do the basic, standard kind of hunting too, just way less of a focus considering fast food was generally a drive away. )
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She sounds like my old man. ( He pauses before he actually drinks, long enough to give a conceding sway. ) I was six, too. Probably a different kind of hunting for the most part, but tomayto-tomahto.
( Not that they didn't do the basic, standard kind of hunting too, just way less of a focus considering fast food was generally a drive away. )