Vincent kissed Rick's head gently. "I won't make you tell me...just know that I'm willing to listen whenever you want to tell me." he replied softly, then he got off the bed and he got a knife from the chest along with some alcohol and he tossed both onto the bed. "I'm going to get some beer."

"Ok..", he said quietly, not sure wa=hat to think about all. "Are you really fine with doig that..?"

"I already said I was." Vincent replied confidently. "I just need to get buzzed first."

"You didn't give me that.. I want to do it while you sober", he said simply.

Vincent blinked, but then he shrugged and laid himself on the bed with his arms going behind his head. "Alright, then."

"Really? Are you sure you are able to do that?", he asked quietly.

Vincent looked over at Rick casually. "I thought you were going to cut."

"Ok, ok.. Are you able to take that?", he asked once more.

"I can handle it, baby." Vincent replied softly.