[how ironic that Kit's words before collapsing was a warning to stay vigilant. the sudden weight against his shoulder completely surprises him, eliciting a sharp turn of his head that he almost immediately regrets.]
...dammit.
[it doesn't take a genius to figure out the cause of his companion's sudden attack, but Vincent can't quite follow the reasoning. he had been the one prying open this secret world, not Kit. the other boy shouldn't be paying the price for another's imprudent challenge.
had something else happened..? was it possible that his own words had triggered some unknown effect in his listener's mind? it's the only conclusion that he can draw without pressing for details, and even then only barely. the fireworks in his own skull still hadn't subsided.]
And a great job you're doing, too.
[even if it still didn't contain overtures of strained hurt, Vincent's words would be completely lacking in teeth. he just needs to say something to make it clear that he was still here, that he was dutifully taking his place as a guard against whatever malevolence was lurking unseen around them. his companion didn't need to tax himself in that regard, at least.
it's all so contrary to his nature, but that too he imagines can be blamed on the headache. nothing else could possibly explain why he goes against every instinct he possesses and shifts so that Kit can rest more comfortable on his shoulder rather than shove him off.]
no subject
...dammit.
[it doesn't take a genius to figure out the cause of his companion's sudden attack, but Vincent can't quite follow the reasoning. he had been the one prying open this secret world, not Kit. the other boy shouldn't be paying the price for another's imprudent challenge.
had something else happened..? was it possible that his own words had triggered some unknown effect in his listener's mind? it's the only conclusion that he can draw without pressing for details, and even then only barely. the fireworks in his own skull still hadn't subsided.]
And a great job you're doing, too.
[even if it still didn't contain overtures of strained hurt, Vincent's words would be completely lacking in teeth. he just needs to say something to make it clear that he was still here, that he was dutifully taking his place as a guard against whatever malevolence was lurking unseen around them. his companion didn't need to tax himself in that regard, at least.
it's all so contrary to his nature, but that too he imagines can be blamed on the headache. nothing else could possibly explain why he goes against every instinct he possesses and shifts so that Kit can rest more comfortable on his shoulder rather than shove him off.]