Dean looked between the two, raising an eyebrow as Sam walked in slowly and kept his eyes on the man on the bed. Sam wasn't exactly watching Eliot like the man would attack him, but he did look wary. Though, Dean got that. Sam had shot Eliot...in his opinion that gave Eliot every right to retaliate in some way. He reached out, brushing his fingers through Eliot's hair slowly.
Sam grabbed a chair from the table, tugging it closer to them but still keeping his distance. "Look I.." He frowned, unused to having to do this. "I shouldn't have shot you. I should have trusted Dean's judgement...even if I don't like it. He likes you." He shrugged a shoulder, leaning on the chair. He wasn't sure he was comfortable enough to sit yet.
"Damn straight you shouldn't have shot him." He nudged Eliot. "Just as much your room as mine, ya know. You sleep here too." He playfully tugged at Eliot's hair before shifting them back into the same position they had been in before, pulling Eliot into his side so the man could lay his head back on Dean.
After watching them for a moment, Sam actually gave a half smile at seeing his brother so...obviously happy and content. It was almost domestic. Not that he would ever say that out loud for fear of getting knocked out by his brother. "Alright so...you heard what I said about the bond. Dean is pretty safe around you. He's also going to end up pretty much...attached to you too. There were a few descriptions of...psychic bonds? Empathy and maybe a little telepathy? I haven't found enough of that to really tell you much though."
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Date: 2013-04-24 01:49 am (UTC)Sam grabbed a chair from the table, tugging it closer to them but still keeping his distance. "Look I.." He frowned, unused to having to do this. "I shouldn't have shot you. I should have trusted Dean's judgement...even if I don't like it. He likes you." He shrugged a shoulder, leaning on the chair. He wasn't sure he was comfortable enough to sit yet.
"Damn straight you shouldn't have shot him." He nudged Eliot. "Just as much your room as mine, ya know. You sleep here too." He playfully tugged at Eliot's hair before shifting them back into the same position they had been in before, pulling Eliot into his side so the man could lay his head back on Dean.
After watching them for a moment, Sam actually gave a half smile at seeing his brother so...obviously happy and content. It was almost domestic. Not that he would ever say that out loud for fear of getting knocked out by his brother. "Alright so...you heard what I said about the bond. Dean is pretty safe around you. He's also going to end up pretty much...attached to you too. There were a few descriptions of...psychic bonds? Empathy and maybe a little telepathy? I haven't found enough of that to really tell you much though."