One week went by real quick since Dean stepped inside that refuge. He was getting used to his new routine, and even comfortable with it. He still wasn't trusted by others, but he could, at least, walk on the streets without a lot of people casting glances at him.
His routine consisted of training, helping with some physical labor in the farmings, eating, training more, and then going to sleep.
He didn't talk to Amelia ever since he spelled some truths to her. She didn't seem to empathize with him right from the start, but now she really hated him, for some reason. Dean didn't feel like he did something wrong, so he wasn't willing to apologize. Claus also didn't say a thing about it, so just relaxed regarding this matter.
