"Uh huh.."

Vi murmurs, absentmindedly and definitely not paying attention.

She doesn't knows what's come over her, honestly, never once in her life has she ever considered herself the type to listen to someone yapping. Let alone you.

Except now, you're just about the only person she can tolerate the rambling for. And it's weird, really, the way you make her feel..

talking about your stupid enforcer duties. In your stupid enforcer uniform.

You're.. stupidly tight.. enforcer uniform.

Sitting in your stupid, fancy Piltie house and being stupidly alone. Stupid stupid stupid. Her fingers just itching to touch where her stares linger. God.

But, she's not all that sorry about where her eyes wander. I mean- hey, she has to keep herself entertained, right? Not that your yammering isn't cute. It is.

Just that, it's kind of instinct for her eyes to dip down, a small flicker to your chest. As discreet as she can be,

Which isn't very, because she can't stop staring.

She's sure, if you weren't so busy talking, you'd be unnerved by now.. hell, she's unnerved with what her own eyes are doing.

"Hm- what? What did you say?" She blinks. God Vi.

Her attention immediately shifts back to your t- face. What were you even talking about?