Abel Lazarus
Vinzent watched the photos, one after another, nodding. As he got to note the stained glass was what it was, he wasn’t surprised. It still is pretty.
He felt Abel moving, and with a glance, he smiled before looking back to the pictures. Then…
Abel Lazarus “I don’t… think he likes children very much. Cain and I sort of… grew to be the only exception. He and Benedict don’t really get along but. They’re only eight years apart in age.” He gives his little half shrug. “Benedict… sort of. Favors our mother a bit too much to like him anyway, I think.”
“… I see.” Right, Benedict was the eldest of the three. He’ll leave it at that.
However, when Abel spoke again about the place, Vinzent was delighted to learn that. Small enough… Perhaps to Abel, but it doesn’t make a difference in the end for the beauty, if it’s really bigger in person, Vinzent would’ve probably sketched a bit there and here on his sketchbook. You know, inspiration. Then the marriage story… Vinzent let out a chuckle, that’s adorable actually!
“You were..? Did it at least work?” He wasn’t sure but he hoped it was a good thing.
That’s fine! No phone time means more looking at Abel time!
“I’d be curious to find them with you, yeah, haha..!”
He let out a yawn, not on purpose but still… Vinzent didn’t know if it was him getting tired from earlier, or if it just happened now. But he did feel a little bit sleepy, although he wouldn’t complain falling asleep on Abel now. That is if he doesn’t mind as well.
