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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Susan watched him steadily as he woke up properly, sensing something akin to sheepishness in his expression. She also sensed that he wasn't ready to be questioned to the nth degree, so she merely smiled and waited for him to tell her in his own time.

She nodded thoughtfully, stifling the urge to roll her eyes when he didn't actually reveal all that much in the way of information. Maybe she wouldn't wait for him to tell her in his own time. "That's lovely dear," she said, scratching Shadow behind the ears and causing the dog to nearly topple over in bliss. "I should correct you though that it's not stealing if you know you're welcome to it any time, and I'm sure sleep is good for you." She paused and glanced at his knuckles questioningly for a moment before continuing. "Though I imagine I may need to get you some boxing gloves by the look of your hands. Anyway, that's all beside the point because you didn't really answer my question." She looked down at Shadow. "Our guest is not revealing all his information, Shadow. It's time for you to go and practice your inqusititorial skills. Go and lick a confession out of him," she said in mock stern voice, sending the dog over to lick at Dean, her tail wagging furiously."