Dean's eyebrows climb over his sudden and stupid grin. "Glowing report, huh?" His mouth is still open to say that his report would earn her similar, but Dean realizes he doesn't want her to have a line, anymore than he really wants one himself.
"That's, uh," he says, dropping his gaze, "yeah. S'afraid I was getting rusty."
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Date: 2011-10-24 05:36 am (UTC)"That's, uh," he says, dropping his gaze, "yeah. S'afraid I was getting rusty."