<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">"Oh we've met before," Ozzy said with a shrug as if this was common knowledge, "but I suppose I shouldn't be too hurt that you might don't remember me, you were still so young then." Elbow perched on the table, Ozzy settled his chin against his balled fist as he studied the other male with a probing gaze, "A change of scenery...I take it Asa hasn't talked about us any?" The blonde male rolled his eyes, "Typical. Getting anything out of that one is like pulling teeth."<br/>
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Speaking of his home town brought an almost feverish glitter to the male's eyes, "Oh I'm sure you would have loved it. You should have seen the place come the summer solstice. Magic, pure magic." Ozzy blew out a wistful sigh, "It's just not like it used to be." Ozzy was definitely more forthcoming than his counterpart, having no qualms with speaking of his past. A past that spanned multiple life times. And if Carter asked, there was very little he wouldn't divulge. But anymore conversation and questions were brought to a halt as the songs changed causing the male to spring to his feet, inviting Carter to dance with him before Asa came and put a stop to whatever Ozzy had in mind. <br/>
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"I expect a dance before the end of the night," he teased, blowing Carter a kiss before he easily melted into the crowd, pulling someone else onto the dance floor with him. <br/>
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Asa hadn't even sat down before he was overlooking the other over, as if checking that he was doing okay. Only once he'd been called out on it did the vampire realize that he was indeed worrying. Had been sense he'd proposed they go out for the night. If anything he lived in a constant sate of worry. So constant that most of the time it was muted, but tonight it was even more vocal than normal. "You're right," he nodded, giving the man's hand on his knee a gentle squeeze, "I'll attempt to worry less. And you're welcome, as long as you're enjoying yourself."<br/>
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Taking a swallow of his beer, the dark liquid always like a jolt of nostalgia the mention of Ozzy had him nodding around his glass, as he attempted to decipher Carter's quiet chuckle. He drained half of his glass before he sat it aside, "Osborn is Osborn. He's an acquired taste for some." And over the years that he'd known the other male, he hadn't changed much. If anything his love of life only seemed to brighten and expand as the decades passed. Unlike many of their kind who grew jaded through the ages; weary to a life in permanent stagnation. But Osborn always found something to hold onto, something to make the constant flow of time less monotonous. Asa used to envy him that sometimes, especially before he had Carter to distract himself from his constant state of being.<br/>
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Asa shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm perfectly fine to sit with you." Once again that worry that if he turned away--for so much as a split second--something bad would happen. "Besides, Ozzy will expect you to dance with him eventually, he's relentless that way." A slight smile as he shook his head. There weren't many people Asa considered friends, but Ozzy was definitely one of the rare few, "You know Osborn was the one who convinced me to take you in. Children are so fragile, and you were even more so...But then I saw you and I knew that we needed each other." Asa trailed off, seeming as if he wanted to say something more before he thought better of it.</span>