By the time Eliot had finally changed Dean had grown worried and impatient. Suddenly his eyes widened when he remembered the window in the bathroom. Oh, oh hell he'd kill Eliot if he'd climbed out to get away from him. He finally pushed himself up, edging towards the door before leaning in, pressing his forehead against the wood.

"Eliot? You...are you ok?" He turned the knob, cracking the door to peek in. He heard the heavy breathing suddenly and he pushed the door completely open, eyes going huge at the wolf sprawled on the floor. It was weird for him because he'd thought seeing Eliot like this, well he figured he'd be terrified, but he moved into the bathroom. "Eliot?"

He dropped to his knees slowly, moving closer until he was kneeling next to the wolf. He reached out slowly, cautiously before sliding his fingers into his fur, pressing gently and rubbing.