"It went well, and how were your travels?" Owen said, feeling a little guilty that he had not asked earlier. The other son shrugged, still scattering his food around his plate. "Yes, it has been," he smiled politely at his mother, he knew better than Romeo to be rude to his mother. Earlier encounters with his parents regarding his rebellious attitude had taught him otherwise.<br/><br/>Having finished his dinner, Dracula delicately wiped his lips with the napkin as he leaned back in his chair. "Glorious meal, well done, Sarah."