( Not-Anne is staring at him like he just shot Elvis's ghost. It only takes him a second to notice, but it takes two for him to realize it's actually him she's staring at. He full-on double-takes, glancing to his left and right at the totally empty seats before looking back to her, bemused.
Oh, crap.
Did he just freak out a civilian?
His body language turns vaguely placating. )
Relax, I'm not actually gonna punt him.
( Squiffy relaxes. Dean shoots him a completely contradictory look and mouths: I will totally punt you. Squiffy stiffens up again. Dean ignores him and focuses on their wagon-mate. Chalks the whole thing up to how easy it is to get overwhelmed after getting pulled through a freaking portal to another dimension, and slaps on his most empathetic face. )
would you believe i did not even consider that when i tagged you and now im dying
Oh, crap.
Did he just freak out a civilian?
His body language turns vaguely placating. )
Relax, I'm not actually gonna punt him.
( Squiffy relaxes. Dean shoots him a completely contradictory look and mouths: I will totally punt you. Squiffy stiffens up again. Dean ignores him and focuses on their wagon-mate. Chalks the whole thing up to how easy it is to get overwhelmed after getting pulled through a freaking portal to another dimension, and slaps on his most empathetic face. )
Your name actually Anne?