[ He flicks his index finger in his direction. Yes, it seems so long as that's followed there shouldn't be any issue. His tone of voice is a bit friendlier; the nastiness of his personality is obvious since he is at more ease around those who seem more lost than he is. ]
... hands up, Castiel.
[ Vincent throws his own hands up, with less urgency, to show him what he means. He intends to carefully pick up the pieces of broken porcelain and set them aside. Even clean up the tea. Interesting that it still is steaming, too. ]
Don't feel too bad. I don't know who I am, either. [ And he clicks his tongue. ]
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[ He flicks his index finger in his direction. Yes, it seems so long as that's followed there shouldn't be any issue. His tone of voice is a bit friendlier; the nastiness of his personality is obvious since he is at more ease around those who seem more lost than he is. ]
... hands up, Castiel.
[ Vincent throws his own hands up, with less urgency, to show him what he means. He intends to carefully pick up the pieces of broken porcelain and set them aside. Even clean up the tea. Interesting that it still is steaming, too. ]
Don't feel too bad. I don't know who I am, either. [ And he clicks his tongue. ]