[He nods in return and pops a fry into his mouth, chewing while Scott asks his question. He ignores the movement he catches a glimpse of from the corner of his eye, the way he's been ignoring it since he stepped back onto the Barge, and smiles. It's forced, but it's there nonetheless. It's the thought that counts, right?]
Neither did you. [They know each other too well.] I got separated from Dean and Lydia and we just didn't have time to get back.
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Neither did you. [They know each other too well.] I got separated from Dean and Lydia and we just didn't have time to get back.