Elliot nodded along as they walked, genuinely interested in the answer. It made perfect sense that health would effect things. Elliot thought himself fairly healthy. Someone sickly wasn't even supposed to enter into a bond. He certainly wasn't jealous, just curious why Callan didn't want him. He blinked, looking up at Sol curiously, "even with the bond," he repeated, "It makes the taste bad?" It didn't make sense that the bond would do that, but a moment later he realized that it probably just marked him as claimed. No one wanted to mess with something or someone that belonged to someone else. That still didn't explain Callan...<br/><br/>"I kind of am," Elliot admitted, "I was kind of under the assumption that was pretty much the whole point of the bond. I mean aside from the political stuff obviously, but..." He sighed realizing how stupid it was to complain that his new vampire husband didn't want to bite him. He should be grateful.<br/><br/>"I guess... I don't get why he's holding back when he doesn't have to..." He trailed off. An oddity? So he'd just ended up with the weird one? Had no idea of what to make of the hint behind Sol's words, it worried him to say the least so he shifted subjects.<br/><br/>"It there anywhere interesting to hang out at this hour?" In his home town the answer would have been a hard no as it was dead shortly after dark, here there seemed to be enough people out and about that there had to be things open.