Eliot was merely amused by the two of them both until what Sam said caught up to him.

"Wait a minute, you mean we'd be able to feel what each other are feelin'? No! No, no, I say, no! That's..." Before Dean could give him a hurt look, Eliot scowled and shook his head.

"That's too dangerous, man." He narrowed his eyes, "For you. I dunno what you think I do, but it ain't flowers and sunshine. Hell, he shot me." He waved a hand in gesture to Sam although this time there wasn't any malice at the words. Water under the bridge and all that, now he was only making a point.

"And trust me, he ain't the first one to try."