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"Sure, I'd be happy to read one. Can't say I'm all that much help, but I like to think I know a good story when I read one."
"Thanks, I'd appreciate it." Vincent nods, seemingly a bit more comfortable now, even if he keeps scanning the area around them. There's still enough light that he can make out the Champions HQ in the distance when they get down the right street.
Jenny looked around when he did. She didn't see anything but that didn't mean there wasn't something there. She stopped walking. "What is it?"
"I... don't know." He frowns. "Maybe I'm just edgy... still a new city to me, after all. I hadn't been away from my desk in hours when you called. I'll do a divination later to see if there are any presences locally that there shouldn't be. Maybe ask Nicholas as well. We should get inside, just to be on the safe side."
"I could take a look around first. One of Argo's fangirls might've taken a walk on the dark side to get his attention..." She looked around again. "Or not. It's late and unless there's a real danger to someone out here, it's time to rescue my cat from all the love and snacks and go to bed."
Vincent groaned. "Let us all hope it hasn't come to that." He manages a smile at the mention of her cat. "Another one I don't think I've met." |