—ah, shit. Demona got Dean Winchestered.
Daisy blinks dumbly for a second, then snaps out of it and, without so much as slipping into a defensive posture, "Well. For one. Wouldn't count on that. And for seconds. I can tell you. But you're probably not gonna believe me."
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—ah, shit. Demona got Dean Winchestered.
Daisy blinks dumbly for a second, then snaps out of it and, without so much as slipping into a defensive posture, "Well. For one. Wouldn't count on that. And for seconds. I can tell you. But you're probably not gonna believe me."