Dean stares at Philip incredulously. The last time he went on a bloodthirsty rampage under Clarence's control, Dean left well enough alone. He didn't ask questions, he didn't pry. He knew that Daniel had been killed, that Philip's body had done it, and that was that. You don't just ask a man for the gory details after he's taken somebody's life.
Not even if killing is how he makes a living.
Not to mention the fact that Dean is still disgustingly uncomfortable talking about the way he tortured Dan - the way he played a game of cat-and-mouse, stringing him along, making him think he had a fighting chance until it was time for a fiery finish.
Maintaining his expression of shock, Dean shakes his head again. Why? Why make him relive that? What's the point? What's done is done.]
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Dean stares at Philip incredulously. The last time he went on a bloodthirsty rampage under Clarence's control, Dean left well enough alone. He didn't ask questions, he didn't pry. He knew that Daniel had been killed, that Philip's body had done it, and that was that. You don't just ask a man for the gory details after he's taken somebody's life.
Not even if killing is how he makes a living.
Not to mention the fact that Dean is still disgustingly uncomfortable talking about the way he tortured Dan - the way he played a game of cat-and-mouse, stringing him along, making him think he had a fighting chance until it was time for a fiery finish.
Maintaining his expression of shock, Dean shakes his head again. Why? Why make him relive that? What's the point? What's done is done.]
...No. Why...Why d'you wanna know?