"Oh...okay."
Vincent holds onto Viktor, hesitantly hugoing him back
He stayed quiet
Vincent: ...S-sorry...
"I..why are you sorry..?"
(injured babey)
(Oh noes sad boi-)
Vincent: f-for bothering you...
"You didn't.."
(i go make desc for him.)
Vincent: B-but...
"Really..you didn't."
Vincent: ...O-ok...
