Eliot rumbled a growl of slight annoyance and gave Dean's side a playful punch. Given that there was no strength in it, it really didn't do much damage. Instead, he rolled his eyes and settled against the hunter's side.

"You're lucky, alright. Don't push it." Yet it was obvious that he wasn't going to harm Dean though. Not that he couldn't, he most definitely could, but he didn't want to.

"That's good... findin' out more about it is a good idea." He closed his eyes and all but rested his head on Dean's lap. Even though he slept the whole night through, that change really took a lot out of him.