While Cal moved right into getting things taken care of and set up for the night Elliot plopped down on the couch and tucked his legs beneath him to draw. He flipped through the pages unsure which creature to draw first. Though a moment later he had to get up when Callan returned to set up his bed for the night. He nodded at the instruction, though he slept through most of the day these days and certainly wasn't going to be rude to the ancient being.<br/><br/>For now he went to get a snack, sitting down at the table with it to sketch as he ate. It wasn't all that different from their evenings sitting together in the office just with a cozy change of setting. He filled a page with rough drafts off all the creatures they had seen today then decided to throw some colors into the mix. Elliot didn't talk much when he really got into drawing. He sat hunched perhaps uncomfortable over the page as he worked to get the images out of his head and onto paper. It was sometime later that he yawned and sat up, sighing as his back cracked in several places, and decided it was probably time to go to bed. He left the book and the colors out to put away later, but did remember to get the light before disappearing into the bedroom.