“That’s what he sounds like in the morning,” Jensen says in retort to Misha’s squeaky Castiel demonstration. It was meant as a joke.
Jared didn’t seem to care.
“How would you know?”
No one says anything for a second.
Jared’s in a fit of laughter, and Misha is just sitting there smiling, kinda laughing a bit. Jensen’s playing it off, you can tell because his laughing doesn’t seem natural, more like forced, and he’s already reaching for his water bottle to take a long sip. When he puts it back his face is bright red from the growth in screams in the crowd.
Mark is clapping slowly, his face a blank smirk, and Samantha covered her mouth with her hand in attempt to hide her smiles, turning to face Ruth who pays her no attention for her focus is poured into not laughing any at all, too.
What a silly question.
It’s all going through their minds.
Why wouldn’t he know what Misha sounds like in the morning? They are kind of a thing, right?