He squeezed his neck gently before letting his fingers continue rubbing and brushing over his skin. He looked down, raising an eyebrow before smiling. "Yeah I know how to cook a little. Probably couldn't pull off anything special, but burgers, simple stuff, and hey I can even cook steak." He nodded a bit before relaxing more.

"Are you sure you don't want something for the pain? You're safe. I've made sure of that." He sighed softly, pushing Eliot's hair away from his face slowly. "Me and Sammy bounced around from hotel to hotel our whole lives and were left to fend for ourselves at the best of times. Dad was out hunting most of the time so I had to learn how to cook something other than spaghetti-os and cereal."