Date: 2013-04-12 08:01 am (UTC)
golden_retriever: (Wolf's Guard)
"Damnit, Dean!" Eliot watched the other move from where he sat on the bed. He considered getting up to help but Dean looked like he got things well in hand and there was nothing he could do.

Sighing when he figured that no matter what it was pretty futile, he gave up and just picked at his plate. "Water," he answered then let the room be taken with the television's sounds. He had nothing else to say that Dean would listen to anyway.

Eventually he just started eating, his body hungry enough that he cleared through quickly. He got up carefully to get a plate of seconds from whatever was left in the boxes, then giving Dean and the couch a glance, turned and headed back to the bed. Might as well let the hunter brood in peace.
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Dean Winchester

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