[ By now that heralding noise has created a Pavlovian response in Sam and if not for Cas being in his life, he might well have turned to his now-natural instinct to strike out immediately at the ruffling of wings. Instead, he merely tenses, slowly turning to level his gaze on Michael.
As always, it's hard to look. Sam's jaw tighens and he does his level best to look unaffected by the question. ]
I'm not here to keep an eye on you, if that's what you're thinking.
[ Although he doesn't imagine for one second that Michael will believe that's the whole and only truth; Sam will be keeping an eye out, but Michael won't be the only one he watches, nor will he be Sam's only concern.
Sam lifts a bouquet of something that may be a flower or may be some kind of fancy lettuce. ]
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As always, it's hard to look. Sam's jaw tighens and he does his level best to look unaffected by the question. ]
I'm not here to keep an eye on you, if that's what you're thinking.
[ Although he doesn't imagine for one second that Michael will believe that's the whole and only truth; Sam will be keeping an eye out, but Michael won't be the only one he watches, nor will he be Sam's only concern.
Sam lifts a bouquet of something that may be a flower or may be some kind of fancy lettuce. ]
Just picking something up for dinner.