[In the end it's the experience Dean has had n board the Barge that lets him if not convince himself that it's okay then to at least make a dent in it. So little there is sacrosanct, so little off limits between files, truth floods, memory floods, dream floods, breach families, and whatever else happens along to intertwine two peoples' lives before booting them back to reality, that he'd long since given up on keeping anything to himself. Old habits die hard and he's back in the real world, now, where people have to ask and memories are private.

The only reason Stiles didn't know most of that already is because he just wasn't around sooner. The hunter nods, but he's watching Stiles carefully now, with less intensity than his older counterpart but no less focus.]

I'll open the floor in a minute for anything I can do to help, but can I ask something? Will you answer me straight? I'm not sure how warden-inmate privileges work when you're talking to your inmate, technically.

Just one question. Just one thing I need to know.