[ Matt's surprised into a bubble of bright laughter. It's not at Dean exactly, it's just that good talk is such an unexpectedly funny thing to say. ]
Good talk, [ he agrees, beaming. As a fellow dick-haver, Matt figures there's a few solid inches of reasons that Dean hasn't moved from his current spot, and though there's a whole scene in that--display, teasing, torment--Matt doesn't want to wear out his welcome. Instead, he ambles up the aisle, adding pleasantly, ] I'll catch you later, Dean.
[ In the doorframe, he pauses. Pauses. Can't resist: ]
I hope you think about me while you're taking care of that.
[ Carefully, Matt props the door open with a half-crumbled brick. And he slips out into the forest. ]
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Good talk, [ he agrees, beaming. As a fellow dick-haver, Matt figures there's a few solid inches of reasons that Dean hasn't moved from his current spot, and though there's a whole scene in that--display, teasing, torment--Matt doesn't want to wear out his welcome. Instead, he ambles up the aisle, adding pleasantly, ] I'll catch you later, Dean.
[ In the doorframe, he pauses. Pauses. Can't resist: ]
I hope you think about me while you're taking care of that.
[ Carefully, Matt props the door open with a half-crumbled brick. And he slips out into the forest. ]