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She suspected that Dean was involved with...someone. If he wanted to discuss it, she supposed, he would. But that was besides the point.
Actually, sex was besides the point now.
All of her energy was directed at figuring out why Sam Winchester felt like someone else completely.
"I guess that makes sense," she said. "But I guess I should also explain that...Alastrians mate for life. And mating and sex aren't the same thing, of course. But I suppose I'm not the type to do something that, as you put it, 'means nothing.'"
A harder truth was that Ariadne did find Sam quite attractive. Dean had told her that finding someone pleasing to the eye was the first step to any sort of courtship ritual that might one day include sex. And Sam was beautiful. Especially his brassy, flowing hair.
But physical attraction couldn't quite overcome her sense of plain 'wrongness' over the whole situation.
Maybe it was just her. She would have to mull it over for a few days.
If nothing else, though, she wanted to make sure that she hadn't done irreparable harm to her friendship with Sam. If she was wrong. If it was just her being skittish. So she stepped forward and gave him another quick hug. "You're a very sweet man, Sam Winchester," she told him.
Even if he didn't seem all that sweet at the moment.
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Man. Talk about awkward.
"Well, yeah? Dean isn't single and usually.. that's how people learn this stuff."
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Actually, sex was besides the point now.
All of her energy was directed at figuring out why Sam Winchester felt like someone else completely.
"I guess that makes sense," she said. "But I guess I should also explain that...Alastrians mate for life. And mating and sex aren't the same thing, of course. But I suppose I'm not the type to do something that, as you put it, 'means nothing.'"
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A beat.
"Yeah, no. I get that. I can respect that."
Well this went well.
Sam pressed his lips thin before gesturing with the basket of fruit. Mission critical, abort.
"Well I guess. I should probably get these back to Dean."
And maybe find a nice hole to jump into on his way.
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But physical attraction couldn't quite overcome her sense of plain 'wrongness' over the whole situation.
Maybe it was just her. She would have to mull it over for a few days.
If nothing else, though, she wanted to make sure that she hadn't done irreparable harm to her friendship with Sam. If she was wrong. If it was just her being skittish. So she stepped forward and gave him another quick hug. "You're a very sweet man, Sam Winchester," she told him.
Even if he didn't seem all that sweet at the moment.