[Dean, the right Dean, the real Dean from Aziraphale's time would soften things. Apologize for being a dick, not be a dick in the first place. He'd say something comforting, he'd do something.
Dean isn't that man anymore.
Instead, he just snorts.]
Yeah. Spare me the apologies. Thanks for the books.
[He bites out sarcastically, and breezes out of the library, doors slamming shut behind him.
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Dean isn't that man anymore.
Instead, he just snorts.]
Yeah. Spare me the apologies. Thanks for the books.
[He bites out sarcastically, and breezes out of the library, doors slamming shut behind him.
Geeze, what an arsehole that guy is, huh?]