[Dean waits, if only because he needs to know how this is actually going to pan out. He can see how taken aback she is even if he doesn't care to see how deeply that goes towards upset: good. She's attached to the wrong man. The sooner she figures it out the better for both of them.
Her words don't make any sense to him either, though, and he pauses. His memory isn't as reliable as it once was, but they never drank together; he's certain of that if for no other reason than he doesn't willingly have a drink with anyone except Clementine. The last time he saw Elena they were arguing about nature versus nurture, and changing fate.
She had already graduated. The line of his mouth twists towards a frown, which becomes a growling reply.]
Wardens don't graduate. That's what I remember. You got it half right, though: you left.
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Her words don't make any sense to him either, though, and he pauses. His memory isn't as reliable as it once was, but they never drank together; he's certain of that if for no other reason than he doesn't willingly have a drink with anyone except Clementine. The last time he saw Elena they were arguing about nature versus nurture, and changing fate.
She had already graduated. The line of his mouth twists towards a frown, which becomes a growling reply.]
Wardens don't graduate. That's what I remember. You got it half right, though: you left.