He sighs and sits down, leaning his back against the door and running a hand through his hair. He seems exhausted, and it occurs to Viktor how young he looks...way to young to be a doctor
"...how old are you..?"
Vincent: 19,213...give or take a few years...
"...species..?"
Vincent: Vampire.
"mh.."
Vincent: What?
"Nuthin. Can I go get some gum?"
Vincent: Yeah, but I'm coming with you. No offense, but I don't really trust you.
"Yeah yeah, alright."
