"No morphine or vicodin," Eliot said instantly without bothering to think. Even if Dean tried to give him morphine, the hunter would find it wouldn't work well on him. For now, he took the offered Tylenol.

"You'll need to find a way to rinse it out. Lettin' it run will get messy too." Likely it would still eat a hole through him, but if done in small amounts, it might be manageable.

"And you need to avoid touchin' it." Unlike him, Dean wouldn't heal quite as well.