[ It really isn't fair, this whole thing Vander's got going on - all steadiness and patience and kindness, even in this place where his emotions should be easier to read. It's confusing. (No, it isn't, because some part of her knows exactly why he's like that - why he'll always be like that, because it's who he is--)

So, naturally, she doubles down on the vitriol and venom, a seething, unstable mania riding the high of her anger - but it doesn't last long. ]

Gone?

[ 'Gone'? A shivery, shuddery flicker of nonsense, and then: ]

Then go and find her. You two are real buddy buddy, aren't you? Trouble in paradise?

[ Vi. Vi, Vi, Vi and Vander. Having a grand ol' time playing house, she's sure of it. ]

Did you check with the Enforcer? [ That word couldn't be spat out with any more disdain despite the faux cheerful tone. ] Yeah, she's all nice and cozy with one of them now, if you didn't hear!