Re: That December
Vincent blinks. "Yes... yes I remember now." It had felt like a very long month indeed.
He fidgets one heel against the floor, tilting his head down but gazing up at Lady Rahne. "Am I to go with you, to meet..." He thinks. "..Lady Moira?" There's a hopeful grin which pushes its way up past the uncertainty.
Living with the pack had already started to instill a foundation of optimism in Vincent that his mother's home distinctly lacked.
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