369 Kinder of the two

Marceline stared hard at Vincent, but her gaze barely did anything except for him to take an even more comfortable seat on the couch. The thought about her foot starting to smell had completely escaped from her mind, as somewhere she had gotten used to the foul smell wafting around her since this afternoon. 

"I have already forgiven you," Marceline said just so that Vincent would leave her alone, and Vincent's eyebrows rose in question. 

"Really?" He asked her. 

"Yes," Marceline asserted, as she put a fake smile on her lips, "I thought a lot on what you said and why you did it, and have decided to accept my faults towards Ms. Barlow."

The smile on Vincent's lips slowly lowered, and he said, "Why does it feel like you are only saying it because you want me to leave you. You don't mean it, do you, Marcie?" A smile cracked again on his lips.