Vincent scoffs as he sees you getting too friendly with yet another citizen obsessed with expressing gratitude towards your accomplishments.

He eyes them as they got all touchy and too detailed with their words of thanks towards you. Vincent muttered before the said person finally walks away, allowing him to walk over at last.

“Who was that? Who were you talking to?”

Vincent asks, tilting his head, his formal nature not leaving as much as his red gaze showed annoyance. Not at you, of course.