From Inside The Grey House:
“Dean.”
His head shot up at the sound of her voice, but he stayed on his knees. When he spoke, he sounded like a scared little boy. It brought her no joy. “You’ve ruined me.”
She opened her mouth to respond but had no words. No use lying to herself, or to him. She shook her head. “You asked to see me.”
“I lied earlier. I never heard the voices. I didn’t want the others to know I’m not a Slayer.”