[Having to focus in with more than just his hearing, the tiny line between his eyebrows gives away how much attention Dean is surrendering over to the kid. His eyes follow Mouse's gestures and, though he usually has the opposite problem, he waits patiently without making a sound until the kid's done. Only then does he raise his eyebrows, corner of his mouth turning upward into a semi-smirk.]
Hot aliens? That's all you got? [He snorts his amusement all over again and, though he should be rationing them, he retrieves the pack of beef jerky again to offer another strip over. This piece of information doesn't help him at all, but Mouse looks like he's in desperate need of some nourishment and Dean isn't a complete asshole.]
So we got hot aliens wandering around. And this isn't some kinda cosmic prank. [He feels uncomfortable at how little he still knows. There must be more leads, something he can look into until he's got at least one answer. If this wasn't Heaven, or Hell, then who the hell was it?
OH BB.
Hot aliens? That's all you got? [He snorts his amusement all over again and, though he should be rationing them, he retrieves the pack of beef jerky again to offer another strip over. This piece of information doesn't help him at all, but Mouse looks like he's in desperate need of some nourishment and Dean isn't a complete asshole.]
So we got hot aliens wandering around. And this isn't some kinda cosmic prank. [He feels uncomfortable at how little he still knows. There must be more leads, something he can look into until he's got at least one answer. If this wasn't Heaven, or Hell, then who the hell was it?