They have both probably earned being able to share a therapeutic little laugh over this. So, Irahl's quiet, dark chuckle joins Vincent's as he indulges in the memory. Entertaining himself is one thing, but being able to brighten Vincent's evening brings him a particular joy.

"Him and his buddies were in a gang war that was making a mess of my city, so..." He pauses for a shrug that fills in the details. "...Guess I did too good of a job, though. That's what gave his boss the idea to steal a sniper."

As an added bonus, now Vincent has even more context for just how messy Irahl and Robin's relationship is, whether he'd wanted it or not.

"Probably why I haven't tried to kill him lately. I know it won't stick."

Partial drownings not included.