[Dean hesitates — thinking about how fucked up it is to hear Sam asking please in Lisa's voice like that. And since this is right on the heels of his encounter with the illusion of Azazel, Dean's feeling pretty on edge.
He lets out an audible breath and then moves back to the bed. He sets down the supplies and takes a seat. Doesn't bother saying anything this time, since Sam can't hear it anyway — just removes the cloth and gestures to his wound. By all means, even if he thinks it's stupid for either of them to put themselves through this.
The wound itself really isn't all that bad. He was stabbed with a throwing knife, but nothing pertinent was nicked in the process — it pretty much just needs to be closed up. He moves his arm so that it isn't in the way and Sam can get to work.
He glances at Lisa's — Sam's — face, then takes Sam's advice and directs his attention at the wall.]
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He lets out an audible breath and then moves back to the bed. He sets down the supplies and takes a seat. Doesn't bother saying anything this time, since Sam can't hear it anyway — just removes the cloth and gestures to his wound. By all means, even if he thinks it's stupid for either of them to put themselves through this.
The wound itself really isn't all that bad. He was stabbed with a throwing knife, but nothing pertinent was nicked in the process — it pretty much just needs to be closed up. He moves his arm so that it isn't in the way and Sam can get to work.
He glances at Lisa's — Sam's — face, then takes Sam's advice and directs his attention at the wall.]