Vincent's pleasant smile is immediately replaced with a frown. For a split-second, he looks an awful lot like his brother. Good thing they sound almost nothing alike once they start talking.

"This is 'cause I made you go back to that other question, ain't it?"

He's not going to give Irahl much time to answer (since he doesn't actually want to revisit the subject). His frown turns into something closer to pouting against his arm.

"M'real nervous 'bout swimmin' tomorrow. You two are gonna drown me an' leave me as a snack for a giant turtle or somethin'."