"I haven't met them yet if they exist." Not that Callum had spent a lot of time with people. He had gone from the estate to the castle to the reserve and now he was spending all of his time with Charlie.
"God, yes. Some things don't change, and really it's a family trait." He grinned at Charlie. "And the rest got me here. Aren't you happy I decided that flying near a dragon was a good idea?"
Callum snorted. "No, but most twenty year olds don't look that good, although twenty year olds today look a lot better than twenty year olds in my time. Still, you look very fit. Is that better for your ego?" His hand moved lower, pressing on Charlie's crotch. "There are always other body parts one could stroke."
He nodded. "Yes, one of those. He was shielded," he said, before laughing. "I'd say that's clear, but your family helped in a way. He figured that it's so absurd that it can't be true."