[he doesn't argue the point further, as it's all hypothetical nonsense, but Vincent does allow himself a soft snort. in his experience most of the people who held themselves over gods were exactly the ones who'd back down at the slightest hint of something unpleasant. that was the way the world world, after all.
but Kit's back at harping on his choice of nighttime venue, as if this whole thing had been one elaborate setup to continue nagging him about it. if it weren't for sore memories, he'd mention that even his mother didn't ride his ass about trivial things this much.]
You're the only one who thinks that I'm uncomfortable. There's nothing in those rooms that I can't find here.
[honestly he'd kill for a proper bed right now. but pride is a powerful thing, and he still feels as if returning would be admitting defeat. it's a difficult situation to be in.]
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but Kit's back at harping on his choice of nighttime venue, as if this whole thing had been one elaborate setup to continue nagging him about it. if it weren't for sore memories, he'd mention that even his mother didn't ride his ass about trivial things this much.]
You're the only one who thinks that I'm uncomfortable. There's nothing in those rooms that I can't find here.
[honestly he'd kill for a proper bed right now. but pride is a powerful thing, and he still feels as if returning would be admitting defeat. it's a difficult situation to be in.]