[ but, strangely, he feels less discomfited in dean's palm than in sam's big paw. the careful clasp of his fingers lifting him from the dirty floor of the impala, out of harm's way. he reaches up to comb his fingers through his hair, freeing dust from the strands. ]
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[ but, strangely, he feels less discomfited in dean's palm than in sam's big paw. the careful clasp of his fingers lifting him from the dirty floor of the impala, out of harm's way. he reaches up to comb his fingers through his hair, freeing dust from the strands. ]
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