The shrug he punctuates this doesn't help the bandages stay secure. Were he anyone else, he'd mumble an apology, but Vegeta doesn't apologize. He just looks as if the fault were hers and not his, closing his eyes and tilting his head against one hand so he can let the other drop and dangle off his knee.
A few minutes of silence pass before Vegeta impulsively asks: "Why am I here?"
She doesn't like him. None of them do. (Not that he can blame them.) Her mother is a nuisance, her father seems to only be tolerating him for his daughter's sake, and her friends are in and out, fluttering about as if they're taking turns checking up on her to ensure he hasn't killed or enslaved everything with the Capsule Corp name.
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The shrug he punctuates this doesn't help the bandages stay secure. Were he anyone else, he'd mumble an apology, but Vegeta doesn't apologize. He just looks as if the fault were hers and not his, closing his eyes and tilting his head against one hand so he can let the other drop and dangle off his knee.
A few minutes of silence pass before Vegeta impulsively asks: "Why am I here?"
She doesn't like him. None of them do. (Not that he can blame them.) Her mother is a nuisance, her father seems to only be tolerating him for his daughter's sake, and her friends are in and out, fluttering about as if they're taking turns checking up on her to ensure he hasn't killed or enslaved everything with the Capsule Corp name.