Once he knew Eliot wasn't going to rip him apart he started checking him over, frowning when he saw blood in his fur. "Damn it. Hold still." He carefully parted fur until he could see the wound, making sure he didn't pull at the skin. "Ok...not too bad." He made a face before leaning back and sliding his hand over Eliot's head.
"Can I move you? I mean, are you alright with me getting you back out there? I don't think you want to be stuck laying next to the toilet half the night." He smiled down at him, still brushing his fingers through fur. He avoided the wound as he scratched over his side and flank, hoping Eliot would be ok with it.
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Date: 2013-04-14 07:57 am (UTC)"Can I move you? I mean, are you alright with me getting you back out there? I don't think you want to be stuck laying next to the toilet half the night." He smiled down at him, still brushing his fingers through fur. He avoided the wound as he scratched over his side and flank, hoping Eliot would be ok with it.