Her immediate agreement had him relaxing into the cushions a little more fully. Apparently she'd figured out quite a bit just from the one awkward encounter and the letters in his nightstand. "Yes, it's been..." Dean wasn't exactly sure how to qualify their on-again, mostly-off-again relationship, but now he was hoping it was on-again permanently. "We met when we were much younger and it didn't work out for a long while, even though we wanted it to." They had both overestimated just how much they could handle and at the time, it turned out to be not enough to make things work.

"But things are different now, better." It had only been a little under a week, but Dean felt better about it this time. If the sobriety was going to stick, Dean didn't think there was anything else that could throw them far enough off course for them to have to end things again. "But, even in the past, and still now, we haven't been monogamous." Every other dalliance had been casual for him in the past, brief flings, mostly when he was traveling, but he knew Don Juan had the same and it had never bothered either one of them. This was different and now he was wondering just how much this conversation was changing his dynamic with Hanna.

"Does that bother you?" He'd asked Don Juan the same and the answer had been no, otherwise he wouldn't be here, but this was all new to Hanna, went against everything she'd been raised with, so he couldn't hold it against her if it did.