Eliot makes note of his distaste at the idea of being present and files it away. It's something he thinks the kid probably needs to get over if he's going to actually stick it out in daddy's world, but right now it's not his problem, and not something he cares enough to try and deal with.

"No, they're not goin' anywhere, but they might be just a hair more talkative if I show up lookin' like this." Still bloody, clearly indifferent to it, and with an obvious ax to grind. "An' I've had a helluva lot worse, this is nothin'."