Sol couldn't help but laugh at the male's answer. "Hear that? You aren't even his type!" He got out between fits of laughter. Callan just huffed, shoving his hands into his coat pockets, but he didn't exactly seem offended by this... He didn't care if he was his "type" or not. "Ah, though I suppose Elliot isn't Cal's type either, yeah? Because Cal still-" He was cut off as Callan stopped mid-step and actually turned to face them. Sol stopped, breath catching in his throat, but after half a beat he smiled again. "Ah, right, sore subject, yeah?" He asked, trying to give another hearty laugh but it came off a bit... strained. "Drop it." Callan commanded sharply, and Sol gave an obedient nod. "Right, right." He chirped and soon Callan turned and began walking again without a glance to Elliot... He didn't exactly like showing the human his temper if he didn't have to... He was sure the young human was already scared of him, he didn't want it made worse.<br/><br/>Sol recovered from the threat easily, but it did take a moment before he began walking again. His words had been an intentional test of the other's feelings on that matter, but he hadn't expected Callan to react so immediately after the length of time that had passed... Well, vampires did tend to hold onto things like that. Sol turned his attention back to Elliot, and when he gave his reason for agreeing the vampire nodded understandingly. Hearing that the human thought it might not "end well" was a surprise though, Solblinking before he patted the other on the shoulder. "Don't worry about that sort of thing, he's not the type to hurt you or anything like that." He assured him, he hadn't really thought that the human would actually think that the vampire would kill him or anything... No wonder the two weren't seeing eye to eye, they literally knew nothing of the other... Well, that just made things fun for Sol really.<br/><br/>Rather than saying more for the moment though he looked up to Cal's back again as they reached the main street. There were few others out, some humans, a couple of vampires, but the streets were usually quiet around now. "Master Gram, you were planning to go and have a meal tonight, yes?" Sol asked, all grins again. Callan glanced back at him, noting the mischief... But that had been his intent and so he nodded. "Then how about you go ahead and i'll show young master Elliot around town, hm? After all, you're not going somewhere that the poor thing should go, yeah?" He hummed, acting the part of the good man... Callan looked between the two a moment before his eyes lingered on Elliot... Yeah, he shouldn't bring him along even if it did mean leaving Sol with him.<br/><br/>Sol smirked as he realized that Callan was agreeing, even if the man hadn't said as much. He fished out a small key and tossed it to the other vampire which Callan took. "If I find any marks on him I will ensure you lose your tongue." Callan warned, but Sol just smiled pleasantly. "Yes, yes. Now go on." He shooed the man away, placing a hand on Elliot's shoulder. Callan gave the two one last look then sighed. "Back here in two hours, don't be late." He warned before turning and stuffing his hands back in his hands and heading down one of the side streets. "Mm, perfect. Now we can talk more privately, hm?" He said as he gave the human a cheshire like grin, mischief clear in his eyes.