Eliot groaned softly. "What you were doin' right at that moment was pesterin' me and refusin' to listen to me. So yeah, I wasn't respecting that much." He'd led the way into the abandoned building and started heading up a set of stairs. He stopped at the first door on the second floor and knocked what was clearly a prearranged rhythm on it. "And besides that, the Butcher's nearly taken me out a time or two. You understand that I was a little freaked out about you maybe havin' to face him."