No, I was just making sure my eyelids still worked.

[said eyelids crack open so that Vincent can shoot the other boy a proper sardonic look to go with that little rebuke. that he was struggling enough as it was before the appearance of outside interference is something that he feels is best kept to himself.

as Kit approaches he finally moves to sit up, exhaling deeply as he pulls himself into something more closely resembling a sitting position. even with his frequent changes in location he'd somehow managed to get a nasty crick in his neck from all these hard, uncomfortable surfaces. just what he needed.]

And what about you? Already regretting not buying something for yourself before?

[they both already know the real answer to this question. Vincent just wants to see what excuse he'll end up spitting out.]