Jimmy hesitates, wondering if he could get Dean to believe that he's fine before shaking his head. "... no. Not... Not really."
With that being a bit of an understatement. Not many people look for safe places to hide while they're having a massive panic attack. Or are afraid of sunlight on water. "Sorry." He couldn't have told Dean what he was apologizing for, but it seemed appropriate. Maybe it was the mess Dean had saddled himself with. Maybe it was saying 'yes' and enabling Castiel to do... everything.
"I... I might..." He trails off. How do you find a polite way to say 'I'm going to have a meltdown in your cheap motel bathroom and I'll probably be down for an hour at least.' "... need... some time. When we get back to the room." God, that sounded fake and suspicious to his ears, who knows what it sounded like to Dean.
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With that being a bit of an understatement. Not many people look for safe places to hide while they're having a massive panic attack. Or are afraid of sunlight on water. "Sorry." He couldn't have told Dean what he was apologizing for, but it seemed appropriate. Maybe it was the mess Dean had saddled himself with. Maybe it was saying 'yes' and enabling Castiel to do... everything.
"I... I might..." He trails off. How do you find a polite way to say 'I'm going to have a meltdown in your cheap motel bathroom and I'll probably be down for an hour at least.' "... need... some time. When we get back to the room." God, that sounded fake and suspicious to his ears, who knows what it sounded like to Dean.