Knowing that they were going to be sauteed, Eliot turned the onion around and after halving it, started cutting it from the stem towards the root to cause it to fall apart in strips. It was also done efficiently enough that he had the thing cut apart and pushed away before it could get too irritating to the eyes.
"Yeah, add cheese to mine," he said after pushing that plate of tear gas precursors away.
"Don't worry about heapin' it on for mine. That's what a good burger is."
Dean could probably tell that Eliot was feeling better with the drug in him, though there was no mistaking how his skin still looked flushed and sometimes his hand still shook when he wasn't cutting anything. It was as if once the werewolf wasn't focused, his body continued trying to fall apart on him.
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Date: 2013-04-07 06:46 am (UTC)"Yeah, add cheese to mine," he said after pushing that plate of tear gas precursors away.
"Don't worry about heapin' it on for mine. That's what a good burger is."
Dean could probably tell that Eliot was feeling better with the drug in him, though there was no mistaking how his skin still looked flushed and sometimes his hand still shook when he wasn't cutting anything. It was as if once the werewolf wasn't focused, his body continued trying to fall apart on him.