Yeah, well, who wants to? Blood pressure is a silent killer.
[Dean does not smile back, and his humor is thin and dry - apparently completely unaware of its own irony - as he glances around, invites himself in without much preamble. This is weird. This feels weird, but it's a much simpler, much milder weird than Dean is accustomed to, so mostly it's the novelty of it. The food and the milkshake are deposited unceremoniously on the nearest flat surface to Stiles, the hunter himself stepping back and folding his arms.]
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[Dean does not smile back, and his humor is thin and dry - apparently completely unaware of its own irony - as he glances around, invites himself in without much preamble. This is weird. This feels weird, but it's a much simpler, much milder weird than Dean is accustomed to, so mostly it's the novelty of it. The food and the milkshake are deposited unceremoniously on the nearest flat surface to Stiles, the hunter himself stepping back and folding his arms.]
How long you plannin' on camping out here?