[ Mismatched eyes keenly focus on Xiao's gaze, upon such an admission. For the moment, Vincent simply breathes a soft sound of understanding. It's all he can get in, before Aether mentions that the yaksha lives above - which creates pause, brow faintly creased, as he knows there's no flat above.
Strange though that may be, he'll just have to prioritize his thoughts; thus, he shakes his head to center himself, albeit with some amusement. ]
I see. It's a relief that we've cleared any potential misunderstandings, then. [ Vincent offers a vaguely brighter smile. ] I wouldn't wish to keep you, but I'd be interested to know more about this karmic debt of yours, sometime. I happen to be cursed, myself. [ With a chuckle, he taps beside his red eye. ] An aberration which heralds disaster.
[ Xiao nods to Aether and then heads for the bedroom window, opening it. When Vincent speaks again, however, he stops and looks at the man with those narrowed yellow eyes. He's not sure what to make of what is said - first he frowns at the idea about talking more about the debt to people he doesn't know, but Aether obviously trusts this man - and then the slits of his pupils contract further as Vincent mentions his own curse.
An aberration, he calls himself? He glances over at Aether again, before he hops up on the windowsill and pushing off of it, jumping into the air and using his wind powers to propel himself upwards towards the roof. No goodbye, no comment. Not even an annoyed huff. ]
[As his lover says that, Aether instantly looks to him, eyes widen.]
Vince, what--
[But he doesn't get to say or do anything else, because another surprise comes! Xiao leaves like he doesn't want to deal with any of this anymore. The traveler runs up to the window, gaze following the yaksha, but not calling after him.
It takes another moment for him to step away, shaking his head.]
...What is with both of you? [And just what Vincent meant when he said he's cursed as well?
Why are they all cursed... Xiao, Four, Vince... Why is this the thing they need to have in common?!]
[ While Vincent is accustomed to Echo springing around, summoning a gust of wind is quite new to him. ]
Huh. [ A vaguely curious sound - before Aether commands his attention. The taller blond presses a hand to his chest once more, but this time, with some laughter. ] Ah, are you finally questioning your taste?
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It's fine, he lives right above me anyway.
[Which means he lives on the rooftop, yes.]
I won't be keeping you, then. [He says, turning to Xiao.] We'll see each other later.
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Strange though that may be, he'll just have to prioritize his thoughts; thus, he shakes his head to center himself, albeit with some amusement. ]
I see. It's a relief that we've cleared any potential misunderstandings, then. [ Vincent offers a vaguely brighter smile. ] I wouldn't wish to keep you, but I'd be interested to know more about this karmic debt of yours, sometime. I happen to be cursed, myself. [ With a chuckle, he taps beside his red eye. ] An aberration which heralds disaster.
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An aberration, he calls himself? He glances over at Aether again, before he hops up on the windowsill and pushing off of it, jumping into the air and using his wind powers to propel himself upwards towards the roof. No goodbye, no comment. Not even an annoyed huff. ]
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Vince, what--
[But he doesn't get to say or do anything else, because another surprise comes! Xiao leaves like he doesn't want to deal with any of this anymore. The traveler runs up to the window, gaze following the yaksha, but not calling after him.
It takes another moment for him to step away, shaking his head.]
...What is with both of you? [And just what Vincent meant when he said he's cursed as well?
Why are they all cursed... Xiao, Four, Vince... Why is this the thing they need to have in common?!]
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Huh. [ A vaguely curious sound - before Aether commands his attention. The taller blond presses a hand to his chest once more, but this time, with some laughter. ] Ah, are you finally questioning your taste?
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There is nothing wrong with my taste. [He's not going to admit it, especially not in front of Vincent!]
I'll better make some breakfast.
[Ever since his spectral death Aether doesn't need to eat, but right now preparing some food seems like the best way he can escape this situation.]