Pour A Glass One By One.

Attenzione flinched and covered his head while jumping , landing in an awkward position with all his balance landing on one leg . He'd casually return to a normal stance , clearing his throat . " ME ! " He'd let out .

He stopped halfway through running, taking a moment to gather composure. Silently he walked the rest of the way towards Attenzione, “I…” he sighed, before clonking his head against him, “…I…missed you.”

“Eh-EHH WELL..I UH, I- FUCKING YEAH- I uh…ehnnn..Ugh,,I mean..course I do…a lot..” he huffed, itching a damn near hole into his neck “pink looks…good on you”

Vin nearly gave himself whiplash with how fast he whipped his head around to see who bumped into him, at first in mild annoyance, until seeing this man, in which a pang of pity changed his tune, “-wwhy hello there sir! I apologize if I was blocking your stroll?” he gave a small courteous bow,

“Ah, that is fine that is fine.” He waved off “such sights in this place can be distracting.” Also the reason why he was lost, but that currently is in the back of his mind

" Y-You're v-ve-ery kin-nd, sir . . " he hummed as he rubbed the sides of his arms to seek comfort , his wings gently fluttering , dropping a few feathers as he did so . A smile that could light up the room graced his face . " I'm hiro-hi-hiroyuk-i " he explained weakly .

“Vin.” He returned the smile, folding his hands behind his hips. “I do hope I haven’t hurt you, I’ve been told my stature is quite sturdy.”

He nearly jumped out of shock, his smile reverted to a nervous ‘O’. “A-Ah..” he’d awkwardly cough, daintily pulling out a silken handkerchief and holding it out to him. “Here, good sir.”

“ You’re not . . . Mad . . . ? “ His voice was suddenly a bit more steady , getting all that out of his lungs must’ve made more room for respiration . He looked up at him with a genuinely shocked look . “ I-I can’t take that . I don’t wanna . . . Ruin it . “ He explained .

“hm? for what reason would I be mad at a simple cough? ” he responded, “ah besides, handkerchief’s were meant to dirtied, not to mention if you did somehow ‘ruin’ it, well…they’re very cheap to replace .” the man laughed, “but of course, it’d be rude to push, it’s your choice whether to take it or not.”

“Ah, no need to thank, I would’ve felt awful if I just left you in that state, it looked…immensely painful” he cringed, but immediately returned to a grin, matching the painted one on his mask. “Are you feeling alright?”

he’s crying-shoot-shoot “ah-aha, it’s-it’s alright, truly…” Vin mimicked the bow, trying to return to his normal flashy attitude, before gently patting the man on his shoulder. “.if there’s anything else I can do for you, just ask.”

Vin rigidly froze in place, his eyes shot wide open, staring into the distance. “a….ah…it..it’s..noth-nothing….” his voice trembled “it’s…..ok..”

“ha..,,,th-thank you.EHM-“ he forced himself back into his normal attitude (or at least a facade of it) “Thank you, i worry some people find it quite frightening.”

" frightening ? Not at all. If anything , I find it to be the very opposite . " He'd comment with a smile , his small body still quivering from his quick slip up . He'd open his wings , gently flap them once or twice , and then close them again . Seems they just neEded to be readjusted .

“Oh-“ his hand shot up to cover his mouth, while his ears became a tinted red, “aha! why you flatter me, I must say the same for your wings, like an…angel’s they are.” he spoke with wonder, “I almost mistook that you fell from the heavens.”

he turned to face her, with the same grin plastered on. He gave a small thumbs up, a ‘no worries’ kinda thing, though his eyes were still glued to the lil moth fellers.