He wanted to ask Dean what- exactly was going to happen now. He'd had... a lot of his blood or at least, it had felt like it. He didn't know- if there was a difference between fresh vampire blood or what was sold by these dealers, if one was more potent or... what.
But all he could do was pocket those keys and pull away from Dean. "Okay. You be careful too, man... I mean it."
There'd be time for questions later.
Provided he didn't go into some kind of bad reaction to the blood like he'd been told about. Fuck.
He climbed the stairs and walked to where they'd parked the Impala before slipping in and driving off, back to the motel room where he could get cleaned up.
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But all he could do was pocket those keys and pull away from Dean. "Okay. You be careful too, man... I mean it."
There'd be time for questions later.
Provided he didn't go into some kind of bad reaction to the blood like he'd been told about. Fuck.
He climbed the stairs and walked to where they'd parked the Impala before slipping in and driving off, back to the motel room where he could get cleaned up.