He'd brought it up just to explain why he suddenly sounded irritated; he didn't want Irahl to mistakenly think he was getting annoyed that they were talking about it, or something. But he hadn't thought far enough ahead to realize it's opened him up to talking more about all of that, which... Well, here they are.

"He just..." Vincent looks a little pained, tipping his head against the back of the couch as if recalling memories of their previous conversation is giving him a headache. "You know, after catchin' me up on everythin', I'd asked him what he's plannin' to do about your whole thing... An' he was pretty overwhelmed by that point, said he was workin' through it and mentioned he was gonna say somethin' before we left. An' I said don't fuckin' bother. Didn't think a buncha words would be worth much next to the fuckin' hole he's dug for himself."

He cannot help but sound pretty pissed-off while recounting this part of their conversation. Irahl's been around Vincent long enough to recognize traces of the low, flat tone that mean he's a lot more angry than he looks. He's only sounded like that a few of times, one of them being the time he nearly punched Robin through a wall.

"Guess he decided it was still worth a try, though."