To go back five minutes ago and break your damn phone. What are you thinking? Are you hopin' if you do somethin' this crazy, your mom's gonna come here and jerk your a-- butt back home? That ain't gonna work.
[Oh. Oh. Well, that explains a lot but Claire's still not really bothered. It's just ass. Not full tilt nudes, not like she's sending out titty shots or something worse.]
Calm down, grandpa. It wasn't meant for you. And it's not even that bad. I didn't know you were such a puritan.
[ Dean is as far from a Puritan as someone can be, but this is Claire. She's like family. Younger family. Even if she's 21, she'll forever be a child in his eyes. ]
That's only kinda better! And it's not about bein' some kinda monk. It's just... it's you.
I know how it works, but that don't mean it's gotta be somethin' I see.
[ And he hates that there's little he can do to stop it. In a big way, he feels like he's failing Claire. He should be able to do something, protect her from the dangers of this world, but he can't. Dean recognizes it, and he can't let her pay for his inability to shield her from Duplicity.
It's hardly a conversation he plans to have with her. ]
I'm fine, and if you really wanna look after me you can look after yourself. Sure, me, you, and Sam made it but so far there's not been a lot in the ways of actual resources.
Sac up, Winchester Prime. This is just another hunt, on hard-mode.
[ Dean knows she's not a bitch. It's true that anger could get you into hunting, but after you realized the costs, it's easy to run if you don't have compassion for the people you're saving.
That doesn't mean he's going to be easy on Claire. She's a tough girl. ]
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No text. Claire gets a ringing phone. ]
voice.
What do you want, Hasselhoff?
voice;
To go back five minutes ago and break your damn phone. What are you thinking? Are you hopin' if you do somethin' this crazy, your mom's gonna come here and jerk your a-- butt back home? That ain't gonna work.
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What are you talking about?
[SHE. HAS. NO. IDEA.]
I'm twenty-one, not twelve. I handle guns and monsters for a living. Don't child-proof me.
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Is that why you're sendin' me these kinda pictures?!
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Enjoy it.]
What picture?
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[ Which picture? Has she sent more? ]
The picture in front of the mirror where you forgot the other part of your clothes. You know, the outside part.
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Calm down, grandpa. It wasn't meant for you. And it's not even that bad. I didn't know you were such a puritan.
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That's only kinda better! And it's not about bein' some kinda monk. It's just... it's you.
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[Claire isn't going to stop being who she is to save him some grief. She'd rather stay oversexualized and alive.]
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[ And he hates that there's little he can do to stop it. In a big way, he feels like he's failing Claire. He should be able to do something, protect her from the dangers of this world, but he can't. Dean recognizes it, and he can't let her pay for his inability to shield her from Duplicity.
It's hardly a conversation he plans to have with her. ]
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Sac up, Winchester Prime. This is just another hunt, on hard-mode.
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[ As he teases her, the tension drains from voice. Now that the topic is different, it's easier to talk to her. ]
I can handle myself. But like it or not, it's my job to protect you, too. I get that you're hunter, but that don't change nothin'. It's what we do.
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Nice. You keep your nose clean, and I'll worry 'bout mine. Got it, gramps?
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That doesn't mean he's going to be easy on Claire. She's a tough girl. ]
Who you callin' Gramps, teeny bopper?