From The Grey House:
The two men looked at each other across the small space. Edwin enjoyed the fact that Vincent tried not to look too angry at his presence. The silence stretched between them until Edwin broke into a greater smile. “You should lighten up a bit, Vincent. You look…tense.”
“Only due to the present company.”
Edwin licked his lips, showing off his fangs as he smiled. “I know you hate that I’m in charge. It must kill you that you can’t take control of San Francisco until Christopher comes back.”
