Elliot was a bit surprised to hear such praise for the girl, but he said nothing of it, instead took a bite to eat. The cooking very much suited his taste, he got the feeling that her cooking did not at all suit Cal’s taste, but that was likely because vampires mostly had a taste for blood… and maybe wine. Callan seemed to regularly have wine. Elliot did not have that much of a taste for the stuff, but when a glass of it was placed down in front of him he wasn’t going to be rude about it. He glanced up from his food when Callan spoke again, though he couldn’t think of anything he could possibly need from the vampire.  He watched as the vampire got up and went to the sink, realizing he was meant to ask Callan rather than calling for the servant who had been sent to bed.<br/><br/>“Yes of course,” Elliot agreed, “I’ll let her know,” Now he was beginning to wonder why it was this particular servant that had been brought to the home, but then again Elliot did not know the vampire. It was entirely possible he extended this sort of courtesy to all of his servants. It was an awful lot of work for the one woman… as grumpy as he had been so far it seemed the Vampire cared about that. Elliot quietly finished off the last of his meal while Callan still stood by the sink.<br/><br/>“Tomorrow I’d hoped to venture into town...” He told the other man as he got to his feet and placed his own dishes in the sink. The statement just sort of trailed off he wasn’t asking permission or anything he just wasn't sure what exactly to expect in town. He assumed the people were aware of the vampire residing in this home, but did not know that they thought of that. Nor did he know what they thought of the bond and the ceremony.