"Not your fault," Eliot answered gruffly once he settled onto the hotel bed. He turned onto his side so he could see the television too, and it put Dean in his field of vision.
"Neither of us knew... I hadn't the faintest idea either, man." He closed his eyes and sighed before opening them.
"I don't know anythin' about bein' this monster," he muttered, not for the first and definitely not the last, hating what he had become.
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Date: 2013-04-10 12:24 am (UTC)"Neither of us knew... I hadn't the faintest idea either, man." He closed his eyes and sighed before opening them.
"I don't know anythin' about bein' this monster," he muttered, not for the first and definitely not the last, hating what he had become.