Cal settled in to his reading, listening to the soft noises of the human drawing from the other room. It was a pleasant way to spend the night, even if it wasn't much different from being home. To Callan though, it felt very different, he felt relaxed here... He felt at home here. When Elliot did eventually head off to bed the vampire remained where he was on the couch for a while longer before he stood and wandered to the kitchen. He sat where Elliot had been and quietly flicked through the book of sketches, unconcerned that he may be a bit rude for doing so.<br/><br/>But he was curious about what humans saw, how their view differed from his own. He sat there for a long while, carefully and slowly observing each picture until finally he sighed and leaned back in his seat. He wondered why Elliot didn't hate being around him, why he could smile so easily, when the last human he brought here always looked at him so...<br/><br/>He stood and spent the remainder of the night outside, Levi playing with another creature outside the cabin while Cal watched the sun slowly rise. It hurt his sensitive eyes, and he knew that one it wholly rose above the trees he would begin feeling weakened from it, but he watched the sky turn from black to purple to wonderful pinks and reds until the blue finally settled in. With that, he finally retired back inside and to the couch, laying down and pulling the blanket haphazardly over himself as he tried to force his eyes closed. He eventually dozed off into a light, restless slumber. But he hadn't expected anything else, still he didn't regret coming here. He probably could never hate this place even if he tried.