Don Juan flinched at the sharpness of Dean's tone. Was that the anger he had been anticipating? It wasn't surprising that Hudson was angry with him, but he hadn't expected to see it until he'd properly come down; it was rearing its head early. Or maybe it had been here the whole time, underlying everything else. Maybe that was why Hudson wouldn't give him something to help him sleep; maybe this was a punishment he was inflicting on Don Juan for his failure to uphold his end of the deal.

"You can," he said sullenly. "You won't."

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