Gellert shook his head. "I do not think anyone can digest bones, Vlad," he said, a smile tweaking at his lips. "The idea however of spitting the bones are is rather... archaic, do you not think so? While everyone must..." he trailed off with his own shrug. He was not here to berate Vlad in anyway. The idea itself was amusing rather than important.
He laughed, glancing around to make sure his laughter did not draw attention to them just yet. They were unseemly close with Gellert's hand on Vlad's shoulder without shame and surely if someone noticed them, something would be said. Right now he was enjoying himself with Vlad too much to have someone else ruin it for them. "Anywhere? Well, where would you like to go?" he asked, clearly keen on the idea of getting out of there and being alone.