Elliot stepped back out to watch the door swing shut, feeling very much like he had just been kicked out. Could Callan even actually do that? Well it was his house, but they were supposed to be bond partners. Elliot sighed it was way too early to give up on this, he had messed up a little when he went into Callan's office, but that could probably be mended. Callan clearly wasn't going to reach out first, Elliot would have to do it, just the vampire was impossible to talk to. They had been together in the house a few weeks now, but couldn't spend nearly enough time getting to know one another due to their contrasting hours…<br/><br/>That shouldn't be too terribly difficult to fix. Elliot just had to stay up at night, he could do that. Figured now was a good a time as any to get started. He just needed to find something to occupy his time.<br/><br/>When Callan returned a few hours later, Sarah was in bed and Elliot was seated cross legged in the living room floor surrounded by discarded sketches though he wasn’t drawing anymore. Instead he was flipping through a book he had found in one of the upstairs rooms while snacking on some apple slices from a plate on his knee.