[ He only rolls his eyes, holding fast to the way his fingers tuck the object against his palm. ]
Please trust me. [ Because that's all he's asking here, all he's ever asked, and honestly, it's what he thinks they borh need right now. Granted, this gift isn't a good substitute, but... It's all he has. ] Your hand, Dean.
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Please trust me. [ Because that's all he's asking here, all he's ever asked, and honestly, it's what he thinks they borh need right now. Granted, this gift isn't a good substitute, but... It's all he has. ] Your hand, Dean.
[ He's too stubborn to explain. Don't test him. ]