When the door opened behind him Elliot stretched and turned looking up at the vampire in the doorway. He gave Callan a smile and a little wave.<br/><br/>“Good morning,” he couldn’t quite break the habit even if it sounded strange so late in the day, waking up meant good morning. Watching Callan shield his eyes, Elliot turned his own eyes back towards the trees where the sun streamed down through the branches. He didn’t think it was that bright, but then again Callan was a vampire. He wondered for a moment what everything must look like to the redhead, then decided it probably didn’t look all that different.<br/><br/>“Hmm… maybe,” He answered thoughtfully, “I left my shoes inside. Yes I can do that,” He agreed, bringing the familiar along with him was far from being a chore. He quite liked the little creature’s company and it seemed to enjoy his company. He had not failed to notice how Callan worried after him, making sure he had food or didn’t get lost. He wanted to remind the other that he really wasn’t fragile. At the same time he sort of enjoyed it as another little sign that everything was headed in a good direction.<br/><br/>“Promise I won’t go far it I do,” he added.