[Evil Tink]

Solomon frowned a bit as Holden left. "I can not have you in a weakened state while things are still rocky with the Council. I'll be fine until things blow over." He sat up now, resting his arms on his thighs, his hands hanging limply between his legs. "Please don't be angry that I won't feed from you...it's for your safety..."

He stood up, smoothing his pants and shoving his hands into his pockets, "You never did show me the painting of Anne. I bet it turned out fabulous." He smiled brightly, much of his personality returning to his posture. "We should really look into some schools soon Holden."