In the back of his mind, Caleb knew that Min Yu cleaning the blood off of his fingers didn't mean anything more than that. But Caleb was the one who pushed that far into the back of his head. Right at that moment  he didn't want to believe that Min Yu cleaning the blood off of his fingers<em>wasn't</em>a sign of affection from a maker to his fledgling. A gentle smile pulled at his lips. Whether or not he was blushing he didn't know. That smile was stuck there until the reference about the new paint job. Min Yu was right. That was worse than what happened in the parking lot.<br/><br/>"I guess now I do..." Caleb's voice was quiet as he let his body fall backwards, laying down on the bed like Min Yu had told him to do. Threatening his life was just about the only thing that would scare Caleb into doing just about anything. Min Yu sure as hell did a great job at using that card against him. "I might look good on the carpet, but not as the new carpet..." Caleb's joke fell flat and not even he found it funny. It sucked that even as a vampire Caleb couldn't find death funny in any way. Probably because his father had just died a couple of weeks ago.<br/><br/>"Are you going to clean my other hand?" Caleb asked, a pout forming with his bottom lip. He knew that he probably shouldn't enjoy being cleaned up so much, but he did. At least it was enjoyable for him. Min Yu's posture made it very clear that he didn't exactly want to do it, but it was something that had to be done. Caleb was probably going to be on his own cleaning himself up the next time he made a mess feeding.