"Sorry, man... if I could've got you inside the motel..." Well, he would have. But it hadn't been worth the risk of people seeing him drag a body in a bag in the room or of burning Dean. Neither one would be good news.
While Dean did that, he moved to stretch out on the bed, folding his hands over his stomach. No way in hell was he going to try for more sleep, but he was just resting up a bit, thinking. About the case, about... other things. Other things were easier to approach than the case he didn't have any idea about yet.
He shifted, folding his arms behind his head, looking over at Dean. "You know, Dean- if you still... want- or need my blood, you can..." He made a vague gesture there, shrugging. He knew TrueBlood didn't always work the same way as human blood, from what Dean had said. "I don't mind, really. I'd, uh, understand if you don't want to though. Just wanted you to know."
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While Dean did that, he moved to stretch out on the bed, folding his hands over his stomach. No way in hell was he going to try for more sleep, but he was just resting up a bit, thinking. About the case, about... other things. Other things were easier to approach than the case he didn't have any idea about yet.
He shifted, folding his arms behind his head, looking over at Dean. "You know, Dean- if you still... want- or need my blood, you can..." He made a vague gesture there, shrugging. He knew TrueBlood didn't always work the same way as human blood, from what Dean had said. "I don't mind, really. I'd, uh, understand if you don't want to though. Just wanted you to know."