It didn't take too long for Dean to figure out someone was actually staring at him.
He turned.
With the room filling up with other patients - prisoners, same thing at this point - he didn't spot the guy immediately. When he did, Dean was startled to see the guy staring right at him, this really pale dude who looked like he could stand to take a step outside or something. Dean glanced down at himself, half expecting one of the cats always around the Sun Room to have thrown up on him or - nope, he was clean, and he still couldn't figure out why the other guy was staring at him. Dean thought about ignoring him. For all he knew, there could be a good reason he was staring. Maybe he recognized him? It wasn't exactly the first time he'd run into someone in Landels who acted like they knew him and he guessed technically they had, pre-brain wipe or whatever they were going to call it.
Dean finally got up and approached the other patient, taking a seat without asking and flashing him one of those friendly grins that weren't that friendly.
"I know you? You're making eyes like I forgot to get your number," Dean said. Try as he might, he still couldn't tell if he was supposed to recognize this man. Thin face like that, he thought he should've, but there was just a big blank.
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He turned.
With the room filling up with other patients - prisoners, same thing at this point - he didn't spot the guy immediately. When he did, Dean was startled to see the guy staring right at him, this really pale dude who looked like he could stand to take a step outside or something. Dean glanced down at himself, half expecting one of the cats always around the Sun Room to have thrown up on him or - nope, he was clean, and he still couldn't figure out why the other guy was staring at him. Dean thought about ignoring him. For all he knew, there could be a good reason he was staring. Maybe he recognized him? It wasn't exactly the first time he'd run into someone in Landels who acted like they knew him and he guessed technically they had, pre-brain wipe or whatever they were going to call it.
Dean finally got up and approached the other patient, taking a seat without asking and flashing him one of those friendly grins that weren't that friendly.
"I know you? You're making eyes like I forgot to get your number," Dean said. Try as he might, he still couldn't tell if he was supposed to recognize this man. Thin face like that, he thought he should've, but there was just a big blank.