Vincent lets out a big, overdramatic sigh, and picks up his fork again. Pokes around in his bowl a couple of times, frowning at its contents even though he can't see them. Well, specifically because he can't see them.
"See? This is why I got trust issues," he says, obviously hesitant to actually take another bite. It could be full of more twigs. Or a nail or something. And if Irahl's dumb enough to pull that stunt again he really will shove him through one of these expensive glass windows, and then he really will have to run from the cops.
"But yeah, I was gonna say, he's... He holds a grudge but it's mostly because he wants shit to feel fair. And this sounded pretty fair. So my bet is on him cooking up some kind of... Minor hardship to make himself feel better, like makin' you look at his knick-knacks or somethin'."
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Vincent lets out a big, overdramatic sigh, and picks up his fork again. Pokes around in his bowl a couple of times, frowning at its contents even though he can't see them. Well, specifically because he can't see them.
"See? This is why I got trust issues," he says, obviously hesitant to actually take another bite. It could be full of more twigs. Or a nail or something. And if Irahl's dumb enough to pull that stunt again he really will shove him through one of these expensive glass windows, and then he really will have to run from the cops.
"But yeah, I was gonna say, he's... He holds a grudge but it's mostly because he wants shit to feel fair. And this sounded pretty fair. So my bet is on him cooking up some kind of... Minor hardship to make himself feel better, like makin' you look at his knick-knacks or somethin'."