[He barely tilts his head up at her approach, glowing red eyes flicking up and down to look her over, then gives a short nod.]
Vincent Valentine.
[Another look away, eyes closed as he takes one final sip of his tea, then he sets the cup down and looks at her properly, turning slightly in his seat to face her more fully.]
What exactly do you need for this?
[He is not getting cold feet. He is NOT getting cold feet. It's normal anxiety, really. Vincent keeps his breathing as measured as possible.]
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Vincent Valentine.
[Another look away, eyes closed as he takes one final sip of his tea, then he sets the cup down and looks at her properly, turning slightly in his seat to face her more fully.]
What exactly do you need for this?
[He is not getting cold feet. He is NOT getting cold feet. It's normal anxiety, really. Vincent keeps his breathing as measured as possible.]