"Just don't expect me to kiss you. Eliot gave her a side long look. There was nothing normal about the situation, and yet it felt completely normal. Aside from sitting on the roof of the hospital after his brother was run down by a drunk driver, Eliot felt comfortable. it was a contrast, and he really didnt' want to think about it, or what it meant.
"I brought you a change of clothes." He swung his head around the other way. His Army bag had been tossed on the ground, pushed up against one of the generators. "Shoes too, and I grabbed your make up bag." He shrugged and turned his gaze back to her.
"You're domesticating me." He titled his head, looking up at her. His tone wasn't accusing, wasn't disgusted. It was what it was, and in truth, Eliot didn't have an complaints about how Candy and the girls were changing him.