@benbraeden / cont .
tessa much preferred the ones that put up a fight , that didn't just ... welcome her . being what she is , she gets to know the things untold about the person , and the hardships weight heavy in her mind . but things have a balance , and subbornness is such a very humane trait . she could see dean inside as she stands next to ben , feeling maybe for the first time in eons a small pang of guilt . he'd been calling for her , for anything that'd listen , and she had . she'd been there , not for trade but for a reaper's quiet ability to accompany grief . he'd give her shit for this , but dean well knew there was a balance .
all of them , at some point and in some way , got the knowledge of how delicate the balance was , how much hung in the balance .
the corners of her eyes crinkle as she gives him a reassuring smile , and nods towards a chair nearby , one that'd still allow him to look at the scene inside . such a struggle they always had to tear their eyes away from their loved ones . " okay . " she conceded , thinking about the first time her and dean came , officially , across one another . " what are we waiting for ? " she asked him , hands entwined over her lap .