Valentine, Vincent. Date of Birth: 10/13. Height: 6'0. Blood Type: A. Hair: Black. Eyes: Red. Weapon: Gun. Occupation:
Unemployed.
He won't be taking a job here. He hasn't held a job in thirty-plus years. And besides, her idea of him being all right is probably different from his own. He's self-sufficient, fairly intelligent, considerate, accurate with a weapon. His needs are few and his heart... well, never let it be said he's without one. Perhaps the worst sin he's committed is having too much heart, too much affection.
He'll never let it show because he can't. He lost that right the day he let Lucrecia walk away from him, because he didn't do anything about it. He watched, and... everything that happened from that point on was a nightmare he was incapable of waking up from.
Tifa is... probably the person he's closest to. That's certainly true on this asteroid, and outside of Lucrecia, it's probably true at home. He's always looked at sharing his problems as a burden laid upon others and that's something he desperately does not want to do. On the other hand, everybody needs somebody in whom they can confide.
Sometimes, a person has to take a risk.
"All right is... a relative term. Some days I am."
It's probably the single biggest personal thing he's told anybody in more than thirty years; immediately, he regrets it, closes his eyes and grits his teeth. He's so unused to sharing anything personal that it feels like an immediate and huge mistake.
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Unemployed.
He won't be taking a job here. He hasn't held a job in thirty-plus years. And besides, her idea of him being all right is probably different from his own. He's self-sufficient, fairly intelligent, considerate, accurate with a weapon. His needs are few and his heart... well, never let it be said he's without one. Perhaps the worst sin he's committed is having too much heart, too much affection.
He'll never let it show because he can't. He lost that right the day he let Lucrecia walk away from him, because he didn't do anything about it. He watched, and... everything that happened from that point on was a nightmare he was incapable of waking up from.
Tifa is... probably the person he's closest to. That's certainly true on this asteroid, and outside of Lucrecia, it's probably true at home. He's always looked at sharing his problems as a burden laid upon others and that's something he desperately does not want to do. On the other hand, everybody needs somebody in whom they can confide.
Sometimes, a person has to take a risk.
"All right is... a relative term. Some days I am."
It's probably the single biggest personal thing he's told anybody in more than thirty years; immediately, he regrets it, closes his eyes and grits his teeth. He's so unused to sharing anything personal that it feels like an immediate and huge mistake.