He followed Eliot, keeping some space between them. He just wanted to make sure that Eliot would make it there before he moved over to the couch. He turned the tv on, slipping to the floor in front of the couch instead of sitting on the couch itself.

He dropped his plate on the coffee table, pushing it away from himself before sighing softly. "I'm sorry this happened man. I didn't know it was possible." He laughed, the sound without any actual mirth. "Sammy's a smart kid...he'll find a way and then we won't have to deal with this anymore."

He felt sick. At least now he knew why he felt so drawn to Eliot. Why he cared about him. It would be easier if they could just get rid of whatever was there between them.