Lacey watched him walk away with a raised brow. Usually people would say hello to her or greet her by name, not that she was mad that he didn't or that she expected it, it was just strange. He was strange.
She continued her hourless wonders into the mansion
Library, her favorite part about the place besides the court yard. She looked around for a poetry book that she hasn't read yet.
Dimon Valor Cross
Vincent turned around and gazed at a girl around his age. she was probably the daughter of whoever owned the mansion.
"don't worry, Miss, my cup's pretty much empty anyways." he said before taking one last sip of his coffee and put the mug in the sink and washed it.
"..." he remained silent as he turned the water off and headed outside to work in the garden. he would worry about meeting the household later.