Tipping his head slightly, he watched Stefan, taking note of how much calmer he seemed now. His smile wasn't even close to abating.
"How very wise of them." Vlad did not know who this mysterious advice-giver was, did not particularly care just then, but he was grateful.
He reached over, carding his fingers through the younger man's hair in a now familiar gesture of affection between them. The tension between them evaporating like early morning mist. "I'll have to thank them properly."