Eliot handled the bandage coming off without much of a wince, but he turned to the bite mark ridden belt and added more to it by the time Dean started cutting into the stitches.
He grunted softly at the sting of that but nothing strenuous happened yet.
"Alright," he told Dean around the width of the belt. Turning to glance at the hunter over the curve of his shoulder, he nodded tightly. Although Dean hadn't started doing anything yet, sweat already started dotting the forehead of his flushed face. He was still burning.
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Date: 2013-04-11 03:59 am (UTC)He grunted softly at the sting of that but nothing strenuous happened yet.
"Alright," he told Dean around the width of the belt. Turning to glance at the hunter over the curve of his shoulder, he nodded tightly. Although Dean hadn't started doing anything yet, sweat already started dotting the forehead of his flushed face. He was still burning.