Vincent wasn't sure what he was expecting her to say in response to his comment about scars and attractiveness, but what she did end up saying was far from anything he would have guessed. He was far too tired to blush from the comment, but he did grin a bit sheepishly and sort of chuckled. He imagined it had something to do with her being utterly and totally exhausted, which he could hardly blame her, she might not be fighting on the front lines, but her work was no less serious and appreciated, as well as hard. He wasn't even sure what to say to what she'd said without sounding like a total dork, but he did his best.
Well, that's sweet of you to say, especially considering I'm covered in blood and darkspawn guts right now...He definitely didn't feel attractive at the moment. He wasn't all that happy with the diagnosis that he wouldn't be able to go straight back to the fighting, then again he wasn't all that sad either. He let her lead him around and did his best to get comfortable in the bed, though it was easier said than done. He was exhausted, but he was also running on pure adrenaline still and was not going to fall asleep easily, so instead he turned his head towards Rosalie.
How are you holding up?
12-13-2022, 03:10 PM
