Talking of food, Eliot was feeling a little hungry after the change, but he had just settled on the couch and didn't feel like moving yet. He would've if he was at full strength and could get it himself, but he didn't want to bother Dean either.

The nudge was answered with a swat of his paw, but he was quickly settled against Dean and enjoying the light scratches. Actually, although he was in front of the television now, his attention was on Dean more. His eyes had grown half lidded as he rested his head in Dean's lap and his wolf just enjoyed the attention of his alpha.

But damn if his stomach didn't choose that moment to rumble.