Chapter 10 : The music,

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Vin's head snapped up so fast, you could swear it snapped.

"What."

Xenovia nodded, "I don't listen to any music. I consider it a distraction."

"Oh nononono… Xenovia, c'mon you can't be serious. Do you have any idea what you're missing?"

"No, not particularly. I just know that it's not necessary."

"Alright. That's it, I'm going to get you into music," Vin declared.

Xenovia scoffed, "You're not. You ought to focus your efforts in a different way, now that you're one of us."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm still going to do it," Vin waved off, "So, you let's do it this way, we all get a turn playing a song, and we'll swap it around as we work."

"Sounds good to me," Jafar said.

"Let's get this party started!" Irina cheered.

Vin tapped his phone before leaving it on the desk, as he took back to working on opening the boxes around him. It went on like that for a while, everyone taking turns putting on different songs as they slowly began to assemble the room around them. The sounds of all different kinds of music echoing around the white room as it slowly and surely became less and less empty.

All in all, it was a great time. Irina would dance around the room to the tune of each and every song as she put items in the place, all the while comically playing up her scandalous reactions at any explicit lyric that came up.

Jafar would bob his head in time with the rhythm occasionally drumming on objects to the beat. Vin himself would quietly sing background vocals for songs he knew; and although she would never admit to it, Vin had most certainly caught Xenovia tapping her foot on more than one occasion within his peripheral vision.

There was a surprising serenity to it, as someone who preferred to stay limited in his close connections, having three people in his room never seemed all too fun, but now that he was experiencing it…

maybe it was the isolation he felt deep in his heart, that hurt that no matter how much he buried, he was still actually aware of, but he was definitely seeing the appeal. Great, being forcibly recruited wasn't enough, now they were turning him into a people person, ugh.

They continued on at their pace for another hour, as before they had unpacked about three quarters of the boxes in his room. Right as they were about to begin on another box, a knock was heard on the door. Everyone looked towards Vin, before he shrugged, paused the music, and went to open the door.

"Ah, there you four are," Griselda leaned her head into the room, gazing around, "I could hear the music from the common room. It's nice that you three thought to spend some time with your new ally. Especially you, Xenovia. I'm proud of you."

"Ah, um, I assume dinner is ready, m-ma'am…" Xenovia said. That was… weird. How does a girl as stoic as Xenovia become so meek in the face of Griselda? There had to be something that he was missing there.

"But yes, dinner is on the table everyone, come on now, before it gets cold."

"Sweet, what are we having?" Irina asked while darting up to the door.

"Nothing too complicated, I figured everyone would be alright with a Mushroom Risotto."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Irina looked back into the room, and waved her arm, "C'mon guys, let's go!"

Dinner in a Vatican dorm house was a lot different than dinner in his old home, that was something that was painfully obvious as soon as he sat down to eat.

After all, they had to say grace before eating. Vin would be honest, he just mumbled gibberish the entire time. Benefit of sitting next to Irina, she was very enthusiastic about grace, so her own prayers covered his murmuring facsimile of a prayer quite splendidly.

The food was really good. Mushroom Risotto wasn't necessarily his favorite, but to be frank, he was really hungry, and he would eat just about anything short of dirt if it was put in front of him. And credit to the chefs, this was one of the better dishes of Mushroom Risotto he'd had.

Looking around, Vin saw everyone else enjoying their dinner: Irina was digging in with the most blissfully content face he'd ever seen,

Jafar was eating slower, but was obviously enjoying savoring every bite he took, Xenovia was already done her meal, obviously eating that fast because it was more 'convenient',

or whatever her stupid ideology was. Ethan and Vanessa were bickering with each other about some irrelevant and ultimately pointless topic; and Griselda sat at the head of the table, eating her meal with all the grace of a queen.

That's when it finally clicked inside Vin's head: this was his family now. He'd lost one family, sure. But this could simply be the start of another. He thought back to the little party in his room, and that's when he realized in a bizarre twist, that a part of himself was… relieved about everything that happened.

He almost threw up his dinner in disgust when he realized that fact. But that would be rude, so Vin drank down the glass of water in front of him, and as the cool liquid poured down his throat, he mercilessly buried the thought into the back of his subconscious, where it would just stay still, and stay quiet.

Hours later, and everyone had turned in for the night. Vin had enough stuff out that heading straight to bed wasn't going to be a worry, yet he still felt compelled to stay up and unpack one last box. Opening the flap, there sat rows upon rows of family photos.

With shaking hands, Vin reached into the box and pulled out a random photo. Flipping it over revealed to him that it was a photo taken during his seventh grade science fair in elementary school.

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