Ah, classic. Much better than the photon checking in at the inn... He always carried light.
[What can she say? She can appreciate a few good puns. Especially when it meant he didn't seem to take note of the implications of the first's punchline.]
[Not much of a dare then Reno, if you knew he'd be cool. You know the standards of the department. Vin may have failed (and died for it) his bodyguard mission, but that's usually how it goes. You get the job done, or you die trying.]
Right now I'd say you're more of...
[Pausing to think of the right word, don't mind him.]
[Was it? She seemed upset enough at the time. He's also resisting the urge to engage in a childish 'make me' response. Good thing he's quiet and will just wait patiently.]
[She can dream, okay. This was not how she planned to confess her - quite literally - undying love. If she ever planned on doing so somewhere along the line. ]
I did. Then, you'll also know what the biologist wore on the first outing with a very hot date?
[She leans a little closer to match, batting an eyelash or two.]
Probably because his only experience with Christmas is the time a gang shot him with a silver bullet and left him for dead. There's still a wicked scar running through his right arm.]
W-what the hell?! Why Christmas?! That's...sadistic!
[Definitely a reaction there, in that Vincent straightens up just a bit. Pleasantly surprised, and still with warmth and amusement in his voice and eyes.]
What's the one flower every human being has?
[A heartbeat, and then the rare smile is actually visible. Tiny, but there, and it's been years pretty much.]
Dr. Crescent, I had the best pet -- the best pet -- when I was a kid, you don't even understand, the best pet ever! And it was big, like, real big, like up t' here --
[He gestured at waist-height.]
Like, I could ride 'im an' everything, and I did!
[He's not even done yet, he's just taking a breath...]
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