A slow blink at her return-tease, smirk remaining and hint of amusement in the otherwise stoic face. Vincent had, over the course of his life, been called quite a few different things over his life. Nor were even the majority of them pleasant. From her smile (oh he adored her smile), he knew she was thinking more of kinder things.
Helping her to sit, and bringing the tray over before searching the pantry and old-fashioned ice-box. Hmmm, he could work with some of this... Speaking as he prepped, gathering veggies and meat and broth, pulling out a pan on the stove and setting the heat.
"You're aware of how the crystals link us, to our homeworld, and how they prevent us from certain effects from there as well, yes?" Basic preparation started, Vincent...relaxed. It was the only way to view it, as suit-jacket was draped over the other chair, and holster and firearm with it. Sleeves rolled up, and his left forearm covered in the same latticework of scars, all sizes and some more faded than others.
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Date: 2016-02-28 06:10 am (UTC)Helping her to sit, and bringing the tray over before searching the pantry and old-fashioned ice-box. Hmmm, he could work with some of this... Speaking as he prepped, gathering veggies and meat and broth, pulling out a pan on the stove and setting the heat.
"You're aware of how the crystals link us, to our homeworld, and how they prevent us from certain effects from there as well, yes?" Basic preparation started, Vincent...relaxed. It was the only way to view it, as suit-jacket was draped over the other chair, and holster and firearm with it. Sleeves rolled up, and his left forearm covered in the same latticework of scars, all sizes and some more faded than others.