[@VampiricFerro.] -- giving Sammy a full view of every single bit of the wonder that Rome had to offer, to the way the people seemed to --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- welcome the man, like they had known him all his life. And Tony, watching him, just in the first few short hours --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- they were here, was already like seeing a whole different side of him. Tony was as vibrant as ever, but he seemed so --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- much more at ease with the way he spoke to the people who took Samuel's measurements, easy smiles, laughs, and a --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- comfort that Sammy could swear her could feel right along with the vampire. It was a beautiful thing to see, and it --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- peeled back a layer from the man that had previously frustrated him to death. But now, Sammy was beginning to see --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- Tony in a different light. Sammy had gotten so caught up in the new shade of Tony that he had entirely forgotten --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- about himself, and his stomach specifically, and, the moment Tony mentioned breakfast, Samuel's stomach growled in --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- protest from not being filled in hours. "Definitely will take you up on that breakfast offer, it seems like my --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- bodycan't handle more than five hours without food before it decides it wants to sound off like my dad when he wakes --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- up." Sammy smiled, his gaze flickering over his.. Tony's face, admiring the way he visibly seemed more at east, "As --

[@VampiricFerro.] -- long as there's bacon, you can pick me out anything to eat."