Emmett: "I wasn't discussing us. I was making a statement about how I look at you and feel nothing. You could disappear right now and I'd feel nothing."
*he shrugs as his stomach makes the hungry rumbles*
Vincent glances at him, pushing down the hurt where he can't reach it. "...Okay," he says, voice small. He pushes himself up at the rumbling sound. "You hungry, love? I might have popcorn stashed in the cupboards somewhere... Ugh, I can't believe I forgot I'd have to feed you once you came back."
