[Sam blinks. Wow. Like everything else in this house, things are turning out weirdly perfect. Slightly smug--he hadn't shot up until well into high school--Sam reaches up and retrieves both buckets.]
Oh man, army men. [He hands the legos to Dean.] We'll take these, too. Make a fort, or something.
[He can't really recapture the enthusiasm, but god, it's so amazing to see Dean just concerned with having fun. And not the self-destructive kind he's used to. And his delight in that almost makes up for it.]
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Oh man, army men. [He hands the legos to Dean.] We'll take these, too. Make a fort, or something.
[He can't really recapture the enthusiasm, but god, it's so amazing to see Dean just concerned with having fun. And not the self-destructive kind he's used to. And his delight in that almost makes up for it.]