"Common lore is a silver bullet to the heart and decapitation. Acid won't be able to do either. You'll heal from the damage of the acid once the silver is completely gone." He moved closer, fingers sliding into Eliot's longer hair. "I don't know if you'll heal like you normally do because you still had silver in your system, but we'll figure it out."

He bit his lip before leaning down and pressing his lips against the top of Eliot's head. "You'll get better."