Leonard showed no further expression to his uncle by keeping his face passive as he usually did but the calm quiet demeanour that surrounded him gave away the seriousness of his mood.
"Are you joking, Leonard?" Sullivan laughed thinking if his nephew was trying to catch him off guard but Leonard sat there in his place with a serious look on his face which lacked any possible humor on it, "You're serious."
"As serious it can be," Leonard confirmed.
Leonard hadn't planned to let the cat out of the bag but it seemed to be important to let uncle Sullivan know about him and Vivian. He didn't like the way his uncle had not so subtly suggested of bedding Vivian and drinking her blood. He had lost his cool over it, at the thought of it. Leonard was possessive of his belongings and Vivian belonged to him. The very thought of her being touched by someone who wasn't him or looking wrongly at her made his blood boil in his skin.
