Tolerance
"And I can't fucking believe it! They just had to discontinue the whole fucking thing! Now I'll have to upgrade every fucking part on the plane! Can you believe that shit! Do you know how much money that would cost?! Besides Tiny Bronco works just as well as it is!" The pilot loudly ranted as he stood at the doorway in the kitchen watching his stoic husband cook dinner.
Vincent nodded. Sure he had already put up with the same one sided rant for the last twenty minutes but he was a good person so Vincent was trying to be tolerant. He was certain that Cid was tolerant with his issue so the vampire was going to try and be tolerant with Cid's.
"So I told him he could fucking shove that fucking new light system where the god damned sun don't shine!" Cid animatedly spoke and clenched his teeth in anger as he remembered that damn salesman. Once again Vin said nothing and tried to simply block out the pilot's grating voice. It was a trick the vampire sadly had to use often, especially with his husband telling such lies.
Vincent was there so he had seen it all and knew what had happened. Cid had been as polite as he had EVER seen the to the salesman and then left with a sullen attitude due to the fact that the part had been discontinued. The pilot sulked for about ten minutes in his room before he started following the gunslinger with his stories. Honestly everytime it was a different and more violent version. But as the dutiful lover Vincent listened and nodded.
"Hey are you listening?" The pilot asked. And like the tolerant person he was Vincent nodded his head. His husband really didn't need to know that he had stopped listening about two minutes after the pilot started.
