Dean feels a bit bad for the guy; it can't be fun to have to try to figure out what the hell is happening. But he's desperate to try to communicate, to them them know he's here, he needs help.
He concentrates on tugging on the man's robes again. He misses twice, sets his jaw, and pours all his focus into the task. On the third try, he manages to tug, there and gone, at a spot several inches above the hem, near the man's back.
Dean's sure there has to be a better way to communicate, but he'll be damned if he knows what it is.
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Dean feels a bit bad for the guy; it can't be fun to have to try to figure out what the hell is happening. But he's desperate to try to communicate, to them them know he's here, he needs help.
He concentrates on tugging on the man's robes again. He misses twice, sets his jaw, and pours all his focus into the task. On the third try, he manages to tug, there and gone, at a spot several inches above the hem, near the man's back.
Dean's sure there has to be a better way to communicate, but he'll be damned if he knows what it is.