[When was the last time anyone had embraced him? It's difficult to say, when time no longer touches Vincent. No longer does he age, and he suspects that it will be that way eternally. Thirty years, maybe. Thirty long years.
Vincent moves stiffly, not completely certain how to manage it, but he does rest his hand to Peter's back as if to relearn how to return the affection.]
...That isn't true, Peter.
I am. Simply because you haven't seen it yet. There are fiends inside of me -- literally. I doubt I can persuade you to believe otherwise, but I will say it as a warning: I, too, am a monster not unlike those outside the city.
I only hope you will not see it.
[Though it probably wouldn't bother Peter, would it? Minato certainly doesn't seem to care.]
(he can tell that this is strange for vincent, he's quite a strange man. stiff arms, stiff hug, but there's a lot he feels is going on under the surface of this awkward embrace. he's not letting go until he feels like vincent has understood what he means in completion.)
You can be the Grinch, mister Valentine. I like you, that's what matters, so you gotta like, stop being surprised when I want you around.
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Vincent moves stiffly, not completely certain how to manage it, but he does rest his hand to Peter's back as if to relearn how to return the affection.]
...That isn't true, Peter.
I am. Simply because you haven't seen it yet. There are fiends inside of me -- literally. I doubt I can persuade you to believe otherwise, but I will say it as a warning: I, too, am a monster not unlike those outside the city.
I only hope you will not see it.
[Though it probably wouldn't bother Peter, would it? Minato certainly doesn't seem to care.]
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You can be the Grinch, mister Valentine. I like you, that's what matters, so you gotta like, stop being surprised when I want you around.
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[Lightly, he pats Peter's back.]
Are you going to explain what that is?
[peter help wtf is the grinch]
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Uh... No.
(hope that helped!)
Come on. You hungry? You eat, right?
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[Wryly spoken. Fine, no Grinch explanation. So be it! Vincent reaches out with his right hand to ruffle Peter's hair a little before pulling away.]
Yes, I eat. [He says it flatly.]
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(so, good, his hair is messy now, which is fine. tapping vincent's back a few times, he gestures towards the pizza.)
Cool. Then let's go for it, I'm super hungry.