"Of - " Dean repeats, suddenly breathless, "Of flying? No." He motions with his hand as if to wave the thought away, promptly disappearing back into the bowls of the engine.
"I fought monsters back home," he says, muffled, "Vampires, djinn, demons...How dumb would it be if I was afraid of flying?"
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Date: 2012-01-05 08:13 pm (UTC)"I fought monsters back home," he says, muffled, "Vampires, djinn, demons...How dumb would it be if I was afraid of flying?"