Hearing Elliot laugh was something Cal hadn't heard much of since the other's family had visited. It was good to see him this way, acting in a manner that Callan believed the human should. While Cal had been taught to always be calm and formal before others, even those of his household, he didn't think the same of Elliot or even Sarah. He would rather see them happy than simply following the rules prescribed to them.<br/><br/>When asked where the creatures came from Cal had to think a moment, more so on how to begin than the answer. "No one truly seems to know." He finally said honestly. "Even Lord Acacius isn't certain of their beginnings, though it does seem that they are "born" and that they "die", though perhaps not in the same manner as we do." Even though a vampire could live for what seemed like eternity, they were still mortals. Illness, injury, or sheer bad luck could spell the end, and they would decay away back into the soil of the world as a human would.<br/><br/>"However, he has given a theory…" He continued. "There is reason to believe that they are born of the fragments of souls that become trapped between our realm and that of the realm after, if such exists. Those fragments then accumulate over time and cling together to form a whole again which takes their ethereal forms. The shapes they can take is perhaps a reflection of that, or perhaps they attract other souls while they are here." He shrugged, it wasn't a good answer, simply the best he'd heard thus far. "It is also possible that they are simply a life form that had taken a very different path from us early on… no one is certain. But that mystery is in part why I enjoy watching them. They often form relationships regardless of appearance, and they rarely fight with each other or outsiders without reason. I think that they live in a preferable manner to those like myself." Cal had always idealized a calm life over the one of a vampire from a noble house… but he couldn't change his upbringing.