Elliot looked up with wide eyes when Callan entered the room, worried he was about to be scolded. A silly idea since Cal didn't actually seem the type to scold. Though it was probably silly to try and do this on his own in the first place when Cal was right outside and willing to help. He probably looked rediculous trying to hop about in just his underwear, but nothing could be done about it now. He settled into a sheepish smile and placed his little bundle of clothing in the other's outstretched hands.<br/><br/>"I need a shower," he told him, pushing a hand through his hair and showing off a bit of grass as proof. He hesitated only moment before releasing the wall in favor of letting Callan keep him up.<br/><br/>"Did you get some sleep?" He asked, though he could guys what the answer would be. Elliot had slept through the rest of the night, sunlight peeking around the curtains, Callan should normally be sleeping.