[He stands still at the cell door and when Dean doesn't respond, he wonders if he's literally just unconscious. He shifts from one foot to the other, keeping his eyes on the older man. When he doesn't see Dean move he purses his lips and reaches for his bat. He uses it to open the cell, then pulls it open. He doesn't hesitate before stepping inside and pulling it shut behind him.
There've only been a couple of times where he's been legitimately afraid of Dean, and right now isn't one of them.
Even if Dean had just finished torturing someone, and logic should dictate that Stiles be careful, that he take precautions, he doesn't. He doesn't, most times, when it comes to his own safety. He never has. He makes his way to Dean's bedside and gazes down at him for a moment.]
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There've only been a couple of times where he's been legitimately afraid of Dean, and right now isn't one of them.
Even if Dean had just finished torturing someone, and logic should dictate that Stiles be careful, that he take precautions, he doesn't. He doesn't, most times, when it comes to his own safety. He never has. He makes his way to Dean's bedside and gazes down at him for a moment.]
Dean. Can you hear me?