Vlad smiled, just enjoying the comfort of being close to Gellert. His hands slowly dropped down the mans neck and along his shoulders. "Yes. I did. I do." He would much rather not talk, but they needed to.
He reluctantly stepped away over to the bar and poured Gellert a glass of red wine then returned to him, offering the glass. "I discovered an interesting group. They call themselves PAM. People, Against, Magic. I'm not sure if you are aware of them or not?"