[They are, one and all, questions Dean would answer much more readily than anything about himself; his knowledge is fair game. His life is not.
This time when Stiles is patronizing, Dean rolls his eyes vaguely, closes them again.]
Dude. Stop. [Firm, and if it's lacking the harshest edges - if it sounds a little like something familiar and well worn in its exasperation - it's because he's always been bad at being sidelined by his own limitations.] Go away.
no subject
This time when Stiles is patronizing, Dean rolls his eyes vaguely, closes them again.]
Dude. Stop. [Firm, and if it's lacking the harshest edges - if it sounds a little like something familiar and well worn in its exasperation - it's because he's always been bad at being sidelined by his own limitations.] Go away.