"I f-feel better," Eliot murmured although his face still twisted up in pain when he was moved to accommodate Dean in the bed too. The arms around him helped calm him back down though and although it didn't actually do anything to ease the pain, it just helped him feel... if anything, more at peace.
"It's fine," he whispered as his eyelids drooped down again. "You helped me get it out... thanks."
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Date: 2013-04-11 06:06 am (UTC)"It's fine," he whispered as his eyelids drooped down again. "You helped me get it out... thanks."