[ Even if she had been surprised, Vincent probably would have been open about what he had hidden behind the door. Not as a warning, but more because he didn't see the need to hide how he is.
Particularly not in the wake of events that recently occurred.
Still, the answer she gives earns Aerith an unblinking stare. He had to know something ludicrous was going to come out, despite the sense of urgency the first words of it had suggested. Desperately.
He really had not expected it to be followed with remarks about the state of his hair. ]
What?
[ One second, his mind is catching up. After a bit more processing, in which he absolutely refuses to give into the impulse to reach up and touch said dark locks, he blinks and heaves a large sigh. Right, humor.
Also hey! There's nothing wrong with his hair! He uses the same care as always. You know. Shampoo, brush and comb, towel dry, wrap it out of the way again with a scarf. Probably not in that particular order. He shakes his head and might be a bit amused. ]
Come in. I was having a glass of wine.
[ The offer is extended. He's clearly going to avoid talk about his hair care routine but at least he's not so far gone as to completely reject Aerith's visit.
....Or is it that? There's a lot of concessions he'll give for her, particularly as he's been in the habit lately of bothering her and he suspects there's something to this visit that's more than just a passing thought. And maybe certain visitors would be welcome, opposed to being left alone with his thoughts.
Having a glass of wine. This is of course Vincent speak for 'want to join me?' ]
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Particularly not in the wake of events that recently occurred.
Still, the answer she gives earns Aerith an unblinking stare. He had to know something ludicrous was going to come out, despite the sense of urgency the first words of it had suggested. Desperately.
He really had not expected it to be followed with remarks about the state of his hair. ]
What?
[ One second, his mind is catching up. After a bit more processing, in which he absolutely refuses to give into the impulse to reach up and touch said dark locks, he blinks and heaves a large sigh. Right, humor.
Also hey! There's nothing wrong with his hair! He uses the same care as always. You know. Shampoo, brush and comb, towel dry, wrap it out of the way again with a scarf. Probably not in that particular order. He shakes his head and might be a bit amused. ]
Come in. I was having a glass of wine.
[ The offer is extended. He's clearly going to avoid talk about his hair care routine but at least he's not so far gone as to completely reject Aerith's visit.
....Or is it that? There's a lot of concessions he'll give for her, particularly as he's been in the habit lately of bothering her and he suspects there's something to this visit that's more than just a passing thought. And maybe certain visitors would be welcome, opposed to being left alone with his thoughts.
Having a glass of wine. This is of course Vincent speak for 'want to join me?' ]