"It's almost humorous to see you so worked up over your father Elara," he teased as he relished in the newly found silence after her dad had been escorted away. "Is he considered a king of sorts? I'd have figured with you taking the throne, your close kin would ascend with you, or is that a human way lost to you vampires?" Although he knew a king would step down if he couldn't lead anymore, and pass it on to the next in line, but that was a human's tradition, and he wasn't expecting her kind to know anything of it.<br/><br/>Walking closer to her, he put his hand on the small of her back as he leaned around to looked at the food tray. The fruits looked odd and unfamiliar, but tasty. He picked one up that looked like an apple, but with leaves sticking off of it, and took a bite. The rind was a little bitter, but the juicy fruit inside was pleasant, and he looked back towards Elara. "So, how taboo is tossing sheets with us mortals?" His smile came back, the playful mood he felt a nice surprise. Excitement for the day that laid ahead, and the potential of more indulgence, did it's part to raise his mood, even after such a rude awakening. The least he could do is share that positive feeling with Elara, knowing she would probably find more stress than pleasure. Having to deal with noble snobs wasn't likely any more enjoyable in this realm.