Angua stopped eating mid-bite, swallowing after a moment. She didn't answer right away, as though she could puzzle out Dean's erratic behavior simply by looking at him.
"Dean. I think you're sweating. You know you don't actually have to try to impress me, right?" She gave an uncertain smile. "You kind of had me no matter what a long time ago."
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Date: 2010-06-03 03:48 am (UTC)"Dean. I think you're sweating. You know you don't actually have to try to impress me, right?" She gave an uncertain smile. "You kind of had me no matter what a long time ago."