Sam is breathing hard, but that's because it had been pretty intense, getting lost in the give and take of the kwoon, in the almost drift that allowed them to go toe to toe and come out evenly. All the knowledge of somebody else's fighting style can't even do that, as Sam well knows now.
Still, he grins at the marshall and salutes him with the staff. "Sure thing, Bobby." The man's been more father to him and Dean than their own had been. So they pretty much are the only pilots who call him by his first name. Well, and Castiel now, thanks to drift bleed from Dean.
Marshall Singer huffs a bit. "Idjit," he says, shaking his head fondly. "Go. Get showered and something to eat before the test drift."
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Still, he grins at the marshall and salutes him with the staff. "Sure thing, Bobby." The man's been more father to him and Dean than their own had been. So they pretty much are the only pilots who call him by his first name. Well, and Castiel now, thanks to drift bleed from Dean.
Marshall Singer huffs a bit. "Idjit," he says, shaking his head fondly. "Go. Get showered and something to eat before the test drift."