Don Juan smiled as he took a moment to bask in Dean's attentions. "Well, I couldn't have you bleeding on my shirt," he joked. "I like this one." He hadn't given his shirt a second thought when he was dressing, so this wasn't exactly true — but it was better than the other joke that had occurred to him, I need to look presentable if I go to court, which seemed like it might have ruined the mood.

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