"I know all about incompatible lifestyles." Dean agreed, still absently petting Khaji and smoothing his other hand up and down Jaime's side. Then again, he didn't have an alien symbiote living on his spine, so he supposed he couldn't really complain quite as much.

"Good thing we're not anonymous, though, huh?" He teased lightly. Dean wasn't too good at figuring out what the future would hold, romantically. Usually because there was no future for him. It was interesting to think he might be able to tell Jaime the truth and still be able to see him again afterward.