Teddy's jaw clenched, accepting his point, but that was as close to an agreement Leon was going to get. Call it precaution, but he wasn't going to position himself without having at least heard where his maker was at with all of this. He was the only person Teddy trusted blindly in that regard. With a soft exhale, the young vampire picked his glass back up, gesturing to Leon and himself as he spoke, "We, us..you keep saying that; Leon. If you find the prospect of war so inevitable, why are we not building a stronger, more obvious alliance. You, Rosu, the sisters..we should draft something up." Wild suggestion, huh. "I don't want to have to ask to be kept in the loop of things just because you and Vicente are at the council and I'm not. It'll be good to be more organized, protect each other more."
“Are you trying to go around Vincent?” Leon quirked an eyebrow in surprise interest. “I’m not council either, need I remind you… But if you would sleep easier under some sort of legal agreement reassuring none of us are buying their horse shit, I’m listening.” Leon’s last straw had perhaps not been Artemis, so much as the synthetic blood alternatives his own kind had produced, so he could understand the desire for reassurance of support from fellow vampires. After all, their own kind were showing they could turn on their basic instincts and nature quite willingly, which would only lead to it being vilified.


















