"He's alright with that?" Not that it really mattered if Sam wasn't, but given that the brother was also a hunter, Eliot wanted to know if he had to watch out for the giant of a man shooting him in the dark.

"Yeah, I had somewhere to be last time," he lied. "Figured to save you the trouble of kickin' me out in the mornin'." And, he didn't trust Dean enough to fall asleep beside a man who professionally killed monsters like him.