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Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Dean smiled slightly at Luna, "Sleeping on a pew isn't exactly good for the back. I'm not surprised you didn't sleep well either." He caught the way she was watching him stretch and rub his shoulder. She was so hard to read. He wondered what she was thinking as she watched him. She seemed vaguely curious like she wanted to see how each muscle worked or something like that. Definitely wasn't interest that he saw which was okay with him. She was a sweet girl and he liked being around her but her seeming innocence made him think if he tried any harder than he already had (and failed) to get a reaction out of her, he would prove Sam right and hurt her.

He glanced at his brother with brows raised. "Okay so it was Andy then?" He noted the difficulty with which Andy had gotten to his feet and knew there was no way the guy could have gotten away fast enough to be all the way across the room when Dean woke up. Not with his leg injured that way. The only other explanation was that Luna had done it and he highly doubted that.

"Two thumbs up, man, for ingenuity and being faster than you look," he said, giving two literal thumbs up to Andy.

He gave Sam an "I'm not fooled" look and rolled his shoulders. Then, with distaste, he shook his shirt out so he could pull it back over his head. He yawned loudly, stretched up his arms and flopped back down onto the pew. "Okay, Sammy. What's for breakfast?"