[They're all a bunch of screw ups, it seems--Krissy, Dean, and himself, too. Thing is, Dean choosing Sam over him isn't his fault, and it's not Krissy's fault for this happening and getting inadvertently sucked into the Winchester's clusterfuck. Dean pushing the issue in the middle of the hallway isn't fair to either of them, but unfairness seems to be what their family runs on.
He glances at Krissy first, who'd been decent enough to him in the library not to deserve to see him explode, then back to Dean.
He's badly tempted to say what he's thinking, that at least the guy's honest this time around, that what Adam might want here isn't as important as what Dean wants. Dean gets his victory, Dean gets his family. What Adam might feel isn't as important as Dean saying what he needs to say and giving himself closure for trashing someone in Hell. His expression doesn't budge, not an inch, wooden.]
You might not remember, but we talked.
[He doesn't get to live through a day without seeing Hell, and Dean doesn't get his talk.]
You heard her. [He nods his chin at her.] We've got other problems and I'm trying to take care of someone else's body here. How about you shelve it and help the person who wants it.
[They could save the half-assed apologies for a rainy day when Dean had nothing better to do than look after his half-brother, and when Adam had his own body back and could cut and run.]
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He glances at Krissy first, who'd been decent enough to him in the library not to deserve to see him explode, then back to Dean.
He's badly tempted to say what he's thinking, that at least the guy's honest this time around, that what Adam might want here isn't as important as what Dean wants. Dean gets his victory, Dean gets his family. What Adam might feel isn't as important as Dean saying what he needs to say and giving himself closure for trashing someone in Hell. His expression doesn't budge, not an inch, wooden.]
You might not remember, but we talked.
[He doesn't get to live through a day without seeing Hell, and Dean doesn't get his talk.]
You heard her. [He nods his chin at her.] We've got other problems and I'm trying to take care of someone else's body here. How about you shelve it and help the person who wants it.
[They could save the half-assed apologies for a rainy day when Dean had nothing better to do than look after his half-brother, and when Adam had his own body back and could cut and run.]