[ Course, the way Jack's talking, Benny's thinking maybe he didn't make it. He doesn't know this kid, Dean never mentioned him, but if Jack isn't even aware of his existence, it doesn't exactly bode well for this bayou cajun.
Nothing good happened, it seems. Or maybe he and Dean just parted ways after his return. Maybe he gets his revenge like he always wanted, and goes on to live a quiet life somewhere in bumfuck nowhere Louisiana, relying on 'donated' blood and living that good life.
Something tells him no, but a vampire can dream, now can't he? ]
Got a little cash too, not loving this debt situation, don't like owing people.
[ He's already gonna owe the hell out of Dean, and now here comes the kid with that open face and big heart, offering help like it doesn’t cost a damn thing. Benny’s not used to that, doesn't trust it one damn bit. Not 'cause he thinks Jack's lying, but because he's lived too long knowing nothing good comes without a catch.
But he's hungry. He hasn't eaten since he got here. Human food is fine and all, likes the taste, body just burns it off at some point. But that isn't what he needs right now. ]
But I think I'm runnin' outta options, here. Let’s go find me somethin’ red and plastic-sealed before I go and ruin my one chance at making a good impression.
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[ Course, the way Jack's talking, Benny's thinking maybe he didn't make it. He doesn't know this kid, Dean never mentioned him, but if Jack isn't even aware of his existence, it doesn't exactly bode well for this bayou cajun.
Nothing good happened, it seems. Or maybe he and Dean just parted ways after his return. Maybe he gets his revenge like he always wanted, and goes on to live a quiet life somewhere in bumfuck nowhere Louisiana, relying on 'donated' blood and living that good life.
Something tells him no, but a vampire can dream, now can't he? ]
Got a little cash too, not loving this debt situation, don't like owing people.
[ He's already gonna owe the hell out of Dean, and now here comes the kid with that open face and big heart, offering help like it doesn’t cost a damn thing. Benny’s not used to that, doesn't trust it one damn bit. Not 'cause he thinks Jack's lying, but because he's lived too long knowing nothing good comes without a catch.
But he's hungry. He hasn't eaten since he got here. Human food is fine and all, likes the taste, body just burns it off at some point. But that isn't what he needs right now. ]
But I think I'm runnin' outta options, here. Let’s go find me somethin’ red and plastic-sealed before I go and ruin my one chance at making a good impression.