An almost involuntary smile tugged at Sam's lips. He had no idea where Sora was getting his enthusiasm from, but it was sorta refreshing. He didn't begrudge anyone from being in a completely crappy mood, of course, given the circumstances. It was just, you know. Nice to see people like Sora. And yeah, he knew it was probably a lot more complicated under the surface, but he could tell the kid was genuine.
At the question, he looked over. He hadn't expected Sora to leap on it like that. He pushed his sleeve back up, leaving damp spots in the material. Something told him that if Sora had had a clipboard on hand, he would've whipped it out and started collecting Sam's name and email address.
"I don't think I can, sorry. I've got...people." Who need me, he couldn't quite bring himself to finish. The kind of guilt that accompanied turning down a solicitation for a donation crept up in him. He knew he shouldn't be so caught up in his own problems, but there wasn't any way around it: he was. Still, from what he'd glimpsed on the board, it did look like Sora had a pretty solid group of helping hands. "Though if you ever need anything in particular, you should let me know."
It was more than an empty offer; if Sora did ask, he knew he'd help. It was what he was supposed to do, after all, and it continued to bother him that he wasn't doing it more. He knew it bothered Dean, too. The lack of any real hunting, that was. This place made it damn near impossible, but regardless—
He shook it off. Ruby. He'd agreed for a reason, hadn't he? Dean had been one. This was the other.
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At the question, he looked over. He hadn't expected Sora to leap on it like that. He pushed his sleeve back up, leaving damp spots in the material. Something told him that if Sora had had a clipboard on hand, he would've whipped it out and started collecting Sam's name and email address.
"I don't think I can, sorry. I've got...people." Who need me, he couldn't quite bring himself to finish. The kind of guilt that accompanied turning down a solicitation for a donation crept up in him. He knew he shouldn't be so caught up in his own problems, but there wasn't any way around it: he was. Still, from what he'd glimpsed on the board, it did look like Sora had a pretty solid group of helping hands. "Though if you ever need anything in particular, you should let me know."
It was more than an empty offer; if Sora did ask, he knew he'd help. It was what he was supposed to do, after all, and it continued to bother him that he wasn't doing it more. He knew it bothered Dean, too. The lack of any real hunting, that was. This place made it damn near impossible, but regardless—
He shook it off. Ruby. He'd agreed for a reason, hadn't he? Dean had been one. This was the other.