She tracked him with steady eyes, the way he barely spoke and barely moved. His question drew a tired smirk from her. Something small and unamused, like it was a question she'd been asked too many times. Because she wanted to be around him. Because she wanted to keep an eye on him. Because she could.
"Is that a problem?" Vaughn sat up, and tucked her stockinged toes toward the floor. More comfortable in his realm than any stranger should have been.