[In all fairness, Evelyn would not have wanted anyone to find her the way that Dean found her. It's why she waited, why she stayed in his room until she felt safe, until she could stop shaking. A little while was twelve days, apparently, and she supposes that Wonderland couldn't be bothered to be linear about what it does to them when they least expect it.]
Sam.
[It's nice to hear his voice, even if it's only that - the act itself is unlike him, eschewing familiarity in favour of not wanting to give something away. Evelyn can hear it in the way he wavers. Like her, his heart of often evident on his sleeve.]
I can look after them for now, but it may prove too much over time.
[And they aren't really talking about the dogs anymore, are they?]
voice;
Sam.
[It's nice to hear his voice, even if it's only that - the act itself is unlike him, eschewing familiarity in favour of not wanting to give something away. Evelyn can hear it in the way he wavers. Like her, his heart of often evident on his sleeve.]
I can look after them for now, but it may prove too much over time.
[And they aren't really talking about the dogs anymore, are they?]
How have you been?