Elliot laughed along, it was hard not to laugh with Sol even if it was kind of at Callan expense. He very quickly sobered up when Cal abruptly turned fixing Sol with and expression harsh enough to stop the brunette in his tracks. Elliot took a nervous step backwards half afraid the two were about to fight, but it didn’t happen. Then Callan turned back around and the two continued after him. The awkward silence did not last at all, before Sol was back to his chattering which Elliot was happy to continue. He didn’t outwardly object to Sol’s reassurance, but he wasn’t quite as certain he was safe. He reasoned with himself, that he would probably be safe so long as he was careful not to bother the other too much, but that was tricky since they were effectively married and would be spending quite a bit of time together.<br/><br/>Neither of them said anymore, mostly because they had arrived in town, buildings had popped up on either side of them a few people walking along down the street. Their little trio wasn’t entirely alone, Elliot wondered whether the people he saw were human or vampire out and about in the dark. He looked first at Sol then to Cal. He thought at first that Sol had resumed his earlier joking, having recovered from Callan’s death glare. However, it was not a joke, Cal had come into town for his meal. He had come here to feed? He didn’t want Elliot or the servant girl back at the house. Did different people taste different? Just like different foods, maybe he didn’t like the two humans he had available. Once again Elliot wasn’t sure how exactly to feel.<br/><br/>He shifted under Callan’s gaze and looked back towards Sol, “seeing the town most definitely sounds more interesting than watching Cal eat,” Fortunately the two vampires came to the same conclusion leaving Elliot pleased but feeling very much like a child that Sol had just been tasked with babysitting. He watched Callan walk away before looking back to Sol who seemed much too pleased with himself. The human was almost worried, except for the fact that Callan was obviously the one in charge.<br/><br/>“Well you’re not wrong,” Elliot replied managing an easy smile, “Do different people taste different?” He asked, the question probably seeming to come out of nowhere.