a hand is placed on the other’s shoulders, a small worried glance being thrown at the demon out of the corner of dean’s eyes. while dealing with these particular hoarders wasn’t the winchester’s idea of fun, he wanted the spell book that they had. unfortunately, that meant playing nice until they could get their hands on the physical, unlocked copy. “ hey, calm down, okay? they’re a fucking kook, yeah, but right now they have what we want. i don’t want a grimoire that I can’t read because it wasn’t transferred to us properly. ”
he knew this was going to be risky. ky’lar would have enjoyed ripping everyone apart… rather than actually playing ‘nice’. not that it mattered too much now, he could keep himself under control, he had done it before, but it didn’t mean that the demon enjoyed it. even as dean’s hand was there to comfort him… it didn’t do much other than remind him of the situation they both were in, “i’m fine.” it was a full out lie, but one that he would stick to for the moment, “once it’s transferred to us…” his tone darkened as well as changed to just a whisper, “… i’ll take care of the lose ends.”
Hellfirebound 