"Devil's trap?" Eliot repeated, wondering if he should go take a look. He felt too comfortable laid out against Dean though and made a note to do that later, before he left at dusk.
As touching as Dean's words were, Eliot couldn't stop himself snorting slightly at them. True, he was genuinely moved by the hunter's trust, but he thought it meant that the man was either naive or stupid. He didn't seem like either to Eliot.
"I wouldn't trust me," Eliot said but then shook his head. "Ah, forget it. Let's just sleep."
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Date: 2013-03-31 08:26 am (UTC)As touching as Dean's words were, Eliot couldn't stop himself snorting slightly at them. True, he was genuinely moved by the hunter's trust, but he thought it meant that the man was either naive or stupid. He didn't seem like either to Eliot.
"I wouldn't trust me," Eliot said but then shook his head. "Ah, forget it. Let's just sleep."