"Everything's OK. Nobody's hurt."
That was the first time he said it without a smile, but this time with a blank face. Braedyn knew something was off. And then they heard the House Reps telling everyone in House Chimera to raise their hand, as they did. They walked over to the appropriate area.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Braedyn asked, "You're not worried about him, are you?"
"About Samael?" Dean assumed, "Not him that I'm worried about."
"That isn't what I meant," Braedyn explained, "Not Sam, not Marcel, not anyone; I'm talking about Dai."
Dean looked down. "Don't wanna talk about it," he said.
In fact, he was worried that the accident would catch up with him and he would die an early death. Then he remembered that's not how karma worked. 'Dai can't be alive,' he thought, 'I'm the one that killed him by accident.' And then... something came into his head. Something he couldn't bear to think about, yet he still did. His face showed his trauma.
"What the hell was--" he said, before realising what was going on. Dai had survived the incident and was out for revenge.
Braedyn's face showed concern. Was Dai really here? No, he had died 3 years ago. Or had he?
Dean panicked so much he fainted. Braedyn tried to do CPR until he remembered he didn't know what CPR was, which was pretty quickly. "What the fuck happened?!" Braedyn shouted. Dean woke up a few seconds later. He stood up, scanning the room with a scared expression. "Where the hell is he?" he asked himself.
"Where's who?!" Braedyn said quietly. Dean sighed. "Never mind," he said as he focused on what he had been doing earlier.
(OOC: Damn autocorrect set Dai to Daily and I didn't notice for nearly 2 weeks. HOLY SHIT)