Dean just stares at her, hand up in the air, frozen. Unsure of what to do. He knew she was a bit iffy on the whole touching thing, and certainly Dean didn't want to force her into any of it but...He sighed when she gave him a weak high five, eyes rolling just a bit.
"Thanks. Shoot again." Saying that, he picks up his own ivory handled pistol and fires 5 perfect rounds in the wooden painted targets 'head'.
MY LAPTOP BROKE. Can I get a break.
Dean just stares at her, hand up in the air, frozen. Unsure of what to do. He knew she was a bit iffy on the whole touching thing, and certainly Dean didn't want to force her into any of it but...He sighed when she gave him a weak high five, eyes rolling just a bit.
"Thanks. Shoot again." Saying that, he picks up his own ivory handled pistol and fires 5 perfect rounds in the wooden painted targets 'head'.