She woke up hearing a groan from his room. Her first instinct was to assume he was with mysmera she's heard them a lot. But then she realised this wasn't a groan of pleasure- it was pain. She decided to sneak into his room, a bad idea. Before she could even get a look he had her pinned to the wall. Oh God's he was naked. "What the hell are you doing here", he snaps. "I heard your groan", she replied covering her eyes as he dressed though she couldn't help but steal a look. He had zickzack scars on his back. Was that why he kept his hair long? On his side were angry marks. "You've been avoiding me", she accuses. "I'm your guard ypure our prisoner I don't own you conversations", he snaps back. "I miss our conversations", she confesses "you used to talk to me when we were on Regerem". "Well I am not your friend if you can't tell I'm not a good friend", Vincent said bitterly the guilt of betraying his friends that had been his family clearly having been eating at him. "What happened", she said changing the topic glancing at his wound.