Vin took a step ahead. He didn't know the exact time Travon stepped in. And not a single sound he heard.
"Do you want her?" He asked again.
Vin stared at the ice sculpture for seconds, something about the entire setup made no sense. He had this feeling of familiarity with her, yet again, his memory became clouded by anything he wanted to think back at.
"No, thank you"
Vin went back to the waters. His head formulated different procedures to understand himself better, knowing Dravil was a wide demon with various unlocked crimes, adventures and mostly, Magic.
"Are you mad at me?"
"Yes" Vin bluntly told him without hiding the plain truth.
"For sneaking up on you and whispering creepily into your ears?"
"I never knew you were good at guessing your crimes," Vin said again. His focus is not on Travon at the moment, but on the sculpture.
"Y–"
"I will take the sculpture!" He told Travon after he recognized the face properly.
