Callan probably would have seen the family off if things weren't currently giving him so much trouble. He was exhausted by the time the family left and couldn't have forced himself up from the couch he was sleeping on his his office even if be wanted to… not to mention he was really feeling the ache of thirst. He slept lightly, almost restlessly despite being tired enough to sleep like a log… he'd have to go and feed that night regardless of what he wanted, he wouldn't be able to complete his work otherwise.<br/><br/>Sarah smiled to Elliot as the male closed the door. "You are the master of the house, sir. You can do as you please." She said, though even while she kept her tone calm and polite… maybe she was being just a little playful in her choice of words. The afternoon though was spent mostly cleaning and Sarah excused herself an hour or so before the time she usually prepared dinner to go and take a brief rest after the busy week. "Master Gram seems to plan to remain in his office again." She murmured, half to herself but also to Elliot. She sometimes wondered if Callan would have been happier running away when he'd had the chance… well, he had chosen to stay and she couldn't fault him for it.