Seamus' eyes dropped down to look upon Dean's hands and he said nothing, feeling as if his breath had stopped completely. He reminded himself that he had to breathe and that he was being spoken to.
"I don't think you are lying to me. I think you believe fully in what you are saying...I just think you have been misinformed. It isn't a matter of lying..." He said, sighing.
"No. Things have been wonderful," he promised him.