[ He can't claim to know Sam, but he sure owes Dean a hell of a lot.
Benny lets out a breath through his nose, glancing sideways, off in the other direction. The truth is hiding somewhere in the shadows, just on the tip of his tongue, reluctant to make itself known. Jack, adopted by Sam and Dean? Benny may just be signing a death warrant for himself. Still, kid might have a way about him, but not cruel. ]
Well. Wasn’t Hell, not exactly. [ He lifts a shoulder in a lazy shrug, like what can you do? ] Purgatory. [ Benny says it quietly, like the word tastes like ash. ] Monster hell, real nasty place. Everything down there wants to kill you just for bein' there, and there's nothing you can do about it except return the favor.
[ He huffs, a snort, like it just isn't worth crying over. It is, but that’s sure as hell not Benny’s style. ]
You seem like you got a good head on your shoulders. Nothing wrong with not wantin' to kill. Damn sight better than a man who doesn't think twice about it.
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Benny lets out a breath through his nose, glancing sideways, off in the other direction. The truth is hiding somewhere in the shadows, just on the tip of his tongue, reluctant to make itself known. Jack, adopted by Sam and Dean? Benny may just be signing a death warrant for himself. Still, kid might have a way about him, but not cruel. ]
Well. Wasn’t Hell, not exactly. [ He lifts a shoulder in a lazy shrug, like what can you do? ] Purgatory. [ Benny says it quietly, like the word tastes like ash. ] Monster hell, real nasty place. Everything down there wants to kill you just for bein' there, and there's nothing you can do about it except return the favor.
[ He huffs, a snort, like it just isn't worth crying over. It is, but that’s sure as hell not Benny’s style. ]
You seem like you got a good head on your shoulders. Nothing wrong with not wantin' to kill. Damn sight better than a man who doesn't think twice about it.
[ Like the kind of man Benny used to be. ]