Oh... oh this is most unfortunate. (Vincent's mind failed to come up with profanity that accurately encompassed the situation and reverted to formality.)
"Andrea..." Vincent moved to keep himself between Andrea and the line of sorceress-shaped holes. "--stay behind me."
He bit into his thumb, then smearing blood across his palm. Asleif was a force to be reckoned with, and he would need his best game to fend her off, if he couldn't defuse the situation.
"Lady Asleif, I apologize for the physical confrontation!" His stomach turned to be apologizing to someone, but he was still hoping to turn this situation to non-violence. Asleif was a fascinating individual, and he'd love to have someone to party on the town and still talk magic with.
He wasn't about to let his girlfriend be slandered or worse for it, however.
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