[Dean waits that moment, mulling over his own thoughts; he genuinely wants to help Stiles however he can, but it's with no small amount of visible relief that he latches onto what is indeed a much safer subject for him, too. He doesn't like thinking too much about Lisa and Ben.
He doesn't like feeling like a shitheel even though he's doing exactly what everyone seems to want.
Of course, the realization that Stiles' inmate has not only the same brother he does but the same car he does makes Dean groan with a tangentially related, horrible thought.]
Oh no. Not my baby. Don't tell me he fucked her up, too.
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He doesn't like feeling like a shitheel even though he's doing exactly what everyone seems to want.
Of course, the realization that Stiles' inmate has not only the same brother he does but the same car he does makes Dean groan with a tangentially related, horrible thought.]
Oh no. Not my baby. Don't tell me he fucked her up, too.