Franklin looked up and saw Vincent. He couldn't say he was happy to see him. Part of him was relieved, but also anxious. He never got the story straight from anybody about what happened with Vincent; they were all either too busy, still dealing with it themselves, or afraid of how he was going to react so soon after his own... incident.
"Vincent." He took a moment to let the silence sink back in. "It's everybody's kitchen." He took a sip of his hot chocolate, but he didn't stop watching Vincent.
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