thenightmarebegins

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[voice]

I'm less human than before.

...Where is my weapon? Is this... a dream?

Neither would I.

[Do you remember her plotty face, Vincent? She's getting THAT LOOK in her eyes as we speak, followed shortly by the smile.]

You should be careful. You might wake up like that some day.

[He gives her a look that on him, signifies horror.]

[And with that, she's laughing. That's a look she's missed, all right!]

[The look softens a little with her laughter.]

You're too serious, Vincent. [She's still sort of laughing, but she's smiling a lot at least!]

...Am I? [Melts his self-proclaimed cold heart, that does.]

Always have been. Always been very... [Imitates his serious B| face, trying hard not to laugh as she does (which ultimately fails)]

[Looks somewhat amused by the imitation.] Do I really look... like that...?

You do, just a little.

I suppose.

See, see! You're doing it now!

I suppose I am.

No no, you are!

Hm.

What?

It's nothing.

[Oh no you di'int. She's pouting now at you, Vincent.] It is not.

I was just... thinking.

Thinking? Thinking what?

The present situation, for the most part...

...about being here, then.

[Nods agreement.]

As quiet as ever, Vincent.

I cannot help it.

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