Sano rolled his eyes at his sire with a bemused expression upon his face. Oh, yes, that would be the first thing on his list. How to act like his sister. It would indeed have been out of his element, and Sano knew that if he acted that he would probably want to kill himself.
As the door opened, Sano blinked at the sight before him. His eyes stayed focused on the Primus, taking in every detail of the great vampire before him. It was in his observant nature to take such notice of small things. Had he still been an officer he would've thought that Lucian was a serial killer, or possibly a gang member. This had nothing to do with the visible tattoos on his gransire's skin, no, it was the look in his eyes. It was the look of a man who'd killed thousands with no regret and no remorse. Akihiko had the same look in his eyes.
Sano wanted to shift on his feet at the unyielding gaze from his grandsire. That would be weakness though, but still under those eyes he did feel like a perp underneath hot lights. He slid his hands from his pockets, and once the kiss was over and he introduced he bowed low to the Primus. "It is an honor, great Primus." He spoke softly, and when Akihiko turned his attention to Percelle he straightened himself. A small feeling of pride swelled in Sano's breast at being one of the only humans to track Akihiko, but pride was the downfall of many great men. It had cost Sano a lot to track his sire, but now it had been quite worth it in the long run.
His hands went back to his pockets, and his own dark gaze went back to Lucian. He wondered if he and Percelle did please him. If they did it would most certainly be a good thing for Akihiko. Sano was proud to be of Sanguine stock. He'd met some of the lesser vampires in Vegas, and none of them were half the vampire that stood before and beside him.