[ The pulling back was almost expected, one tended to when encountering something strange, but the running into the doorframe... ow, that looked like it must have hurt. ]
It's a demon trap, isn't it? Those tend to work on demons...
[ He drew the well out into something of a sigh. ]
Not right at the start. Being kidnapped and all I thought it might be better not to mention that until I knew what was going on. I thought it might've been an advantage if Friday and that Captain didn't know about that but since they already know everything. I mentioned being a demon at that meeting. I don't think you were there.
This really the first time you've heard about it?
[ Oops the second? ]
I was wondering about that symbol. I didn't think you put it up there just for me. Where did you learn about those? You aren't...
[ As highly unlikely as this seemed he still had to ask. ]
[ He takes a few deep breaths as he listens and pushes himself off the wall, then moves to get poor Crowley's clothes and glasses, handing them through the door. ]
What? God no, not a priest. I'm a hunter. Move back a little, I'll smudge it.
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It's a demon trap, isn't it? Those tend to work on demons...
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You're a freakin' demon? Why the hell didn't you say something?!
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[ He drew the well out into something of a sigh. ]
Not right at the start. Being kidnapped and all I thought it might be better not to mention that until I knew what was going on. I thought it might've been an advantage if Friday and that Captain didn't know about that but since they already know everything.
I mentioned being a demon at that meeting. I don't think you were there.
This really the first time you've heard about it?
[ Oops the second? ]
I was wondering about that symbol. I didn't think you put it up there just for me. Where did you learn about those? You aren't...
[ As highly unlikely as this seemed he still had to ask. ]
...a priest?
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[ He takes a few deep breaths as he listens and pushes himself off the wall, then moves to get poor Crowley's clothes and glasses, handing them through the door. ]
What? God no, not a priest. I'm a hunter. Move back a little, I'll smudge it.