"'M not your responsibility," Eliot growled back under his breath, but he didn't try to argue further. He had used up too much energy as it was, he needed to rest.

So shifting into a position more comfortable in the hunter's hold, Eliot sighed and tried to relax. They met three times and he was already trusting enough to fall asleep with him... despite their opposing natures. Despite the relation of how he got shot.

It was baffling, but he accepted it as it was and tried to sleep.