"Mmm thank you," Elliot replied absently. Though he shifted and looked over when Cal sat down beside him in the grass. Both men were quiet for a long moment, Cal's profile light up with the same cool light as everything else in the clearing as he gazed up at the stars above. It wasn't fair how beautiful vampires got to be. Elliot had only just returned his attention the the painting infront of him when the other spoke sounding almost hesitant.<br/><br/>"Not at all. What is it you want?" He asked, lowering the brush. It had been a while since someone asked him for a piece, but he was more than happy to create one for Callan.<br/><br/>"Mmm I yeah that makes sense. Is it here?" He didn't have his good paints or a proper canvas. He could probably get plenty of sketches to take home.