03-12-2013, 02:34 PM
Dïlan only nodded as Vector began to sip on the beverage. When he began to speak about having a problem, he did wonder what was bugging him. Vector however thought the other would hate him and turned to leave after finishing the drink. The Commander however grabbed him ny the waist, turning him around with a small amount, but strong enough force. It was obvious from the way he was acting by blushing and being nervous that it had something to do with him. "Oh come on and tell me" he said as he lifted the other's shirt up and began to tickle him around his belly in an effort to get him to talk. The real Vector had slowly stirred in his sleep. Not knowing where the other aliens were, his eyew remained shut as he began to plot.