Wrong Dean? Man, it was worse than he had thought. He stepped out into the light, his burned features suddenly jumping out and into sight. If either of the two had ever been Batman fans, Dean would have been roughly compared to Harvey Dent himself.
"I thought it would have lost my mind a long time ago," he said slowly. "But I guess waiting was vital. Had to wait for Sammy to screw with me one last time." He tilted his head back and laughed. "I know, I know. It's my fault. I know."