Painting Caleb’s face with Min Yu’s red served many purposes. Primarily, it covered the young fledgling in his scent – Caleb wasn’t Frederick’s, but Min Yu was. It was a paltry move when one got down to it, but it was better than simply letting Caleb bask in his own unique scents and the faint markings he got from laying in the bed and being so close to Min Yu. At least this way Caleb had something vibrant on him that connected him to Min Yu, something that would catch Frederick’s attention. Subtle hints and outright exclamations of Min Yu were all over Caleb, from the blood that smeared across his skin to the dried saliva on his fingers from the grooming. Hopefully it would all nudge along his plan to trick Frederick’s instincts at seeing the newest watcher as an encroaching threat to his territorial claim over New Arklow.<br/><br/>Min Yu merely smiled and chuckled to himself, holding one of his arms across his stomach as he watched Caleb throw a fit as the true taste of watcher blood dawned on his face. He thought it was funny. Surely Min Yu had a similar expression on his face the first time he had snapped at Frederick and tasted his maker’s blood in orneriness. Min Yu couldn’t remember Frederick laughing at him though. What had he been – concerned or disappointed instead? Min Yu couldn’t quite recall – all he could clearly remember had been the horrid taste and weight of Frederick’s blood in his mouth. He had thought the taste would never his tongue and he’d be stuck with it for the rest of forever.<br/><br/>“Lesson one – you’re a vampire, but you’re bigger than just that. You’re a watcher and we’re the highest on the food chain. Watchers don’t eat other watchers.” This would have been a great opportunity to discourage or inform Caleb of what would happen if he tried to drink human or animal blood, but Min Yu kept silent on that. It might be a trick he’d need to play on his fledgling later. If they survived that was.<br/><br/>Smearing Caleb with his blood did more than just perfume his scent and presence with Min Yu’s more pleasing one or provide amusement. It was also a lesson too. Min Yu could hardly imagine that. He really was teaching Caleb the basics of his new life and it’d only been a few hours into it. And Min Yu thought he was doing it a hell of a lot quicker than Frederick had ever done for him.<br/><br/>“Maybe,” Min Yu said with a hum and glimmer in his eyes as he stared down at Caleb. He didn’t let Caleb know that Frederick was probably just as sadistic as he was. His maker just went about it in a different way. As dignified and classy as Min Yu knew Frederick was, he was also a watcher – and being a watcher came with a lot of power and a lot of opportunities that required the use of it. But he’d save that lesson for another moment. He didn’t really listen any further to what Caleb had to say. Min Yu couldn’t decide if Caleb just mouthed off to soothe himself or if his fledgling was actually trying to talk back to him.<br/><br/>He held up a slender figure after Caleb was finished talking about dog bowls or something. Min Yu didn’t bother answering it or responding to the slight.<br/><br/>“Frederick loves me because I’m his. That’s the way it works between a maker and their fledgling,” Min Yu explained in a surprisingly gentle tone as he reached down to caress the back of his fingers along Caleb’s jaw. He used the gesture to smear more of his blood across the blond man’s throat. After a few seconds Min Yu shifted and dropped himself so he could lay at Caleb's side on the bed. He threw the bloodied piece of glass to the floor and made himself comfortable on the plush of Frederick's bed as he reached inside his pocket for his cellphone. "You're still all new - rest now. You can't really sleep or dream, but if you can relax and let your awareness go out the window til sunset."