Callan watched as the human went up to his room before he headed to his office, hanging his coat and sitting at his desk to work. He worked for several hours, well past sunrise, and heard the servant woman already up and making food for his bond mate. He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he leaned back in his chair... Was this going to be the culmination of their lives? Granted, his human would long outlive the servant due to the pact, he would outlive many humans... Callan wondered if that would be painful, to watch those around you grow old without you. He knew that for him it had been excruciating despite knowing the taboos of befriending humans when he was a monster... So how would a human handle such a change?<br/><br/>He left his office and noted that the sun was shining in through windows along the hall, but so long as he wasn't out in direct sunlight it did little more than irritate his eyes. He considered going right to bed, but seeing as food was being prepared for the human he instead went to the male's room and knocked. Was he fetching him? He didn't know what to say really... Did he call out to make sure he was awake? That seemed too informal to him, or rather it seemed strange.