A lowly hog. Elliot likely wouldn't be getting those words out of his head anytime soon, not to say he was terribly surprised. The deal leaned more in his favor anyway, he knew the vampires didn't need such a union. He was also more than aware that he wasn't particularly important as humans went. Sure he had a bit of noble blood in him, but his family had wasted most of their money when he was young. Perhaps that was why the vampire was mad. It was a pretty bad deal, getting someone as useless as Elliot. He'd probably expected someone with money or lots of land or at least a tie to the royal family and instead he got the middle child from a nearly forgotten line.<br/><br/>Elliot sighed, staring at his little list. At least it seemed that Callan was going to stick to his end of the deal even if he didn't want anything from Elliot and that was a small win. Didn't necessarily help anyone back home. The union did help some on it's own, he reminded himself, social standing could do a lot to revive a family's finances, that and the right business decisions of course. The family in recent years had been making it thanks to tenants and their rent while Elliot's eldest sister attempted to revive the company their dad had driven into the ground.<br/><br/>He managed to find the vampire in an office, left the list on the desk without a word headed back to the room he had claimed. Once again he looked at his stuff, debated on unpacking and once again he decided against. Instead he locked the door and he climbed into bed.