[ He steps closer, eyes scanning her form for any discrepancies. Sam
is quite used to how she holds herself, the coloration of her skin and it's
terribly clear that she's wearing more makeup than normal. He's come to
learn that's her way of hiding herself. His gaze falls to the pillow as he
hovers over her, but doesn't move his hands from his pockets. Looming is
more like it. ]
[It bothers her, being examined like this. It reminds her too much of the way Liam used to look at her, the nights when she snuck out to kill vampires.
Like she did something wrong. Like she knows she did something wrong.
Maybe she did. Maybe breaking Dean's nose was unwarranted. But it's hard to see things that way.]
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[ He steps closer, eyes scanning her form for any discrepancies. Sam is quite used to how she holds herself, the coloration of her skin and it's terribly clear that she's wearing more makeup than normal. He's come to learn that's her way of hiding herself. His gaze falls to the pillow as he hovers over her, but doesn't move his hands from his pockets. Looming is more like it. ]
Hey.
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Like she did something wrong. Like she knows she did something wrong.
Maybe she did. Maybe breaking Dean's nose was unwarranted. But it's hard to see things that way.]
Sit next to me. Let's talk.