11-30-2016, 11:19 AM
Caesar had already seated in the carriage, a much morr beautiful and decorated one, much larger than the one Victor almost gave birth in. He sat with his head in his palm, looking out of thr window. He only glanced at Victor a bit when he ascended the carriage, noticing a bit of how his motion was stiff. He sighed inwardly for Victor to treat himself so bad he had weakened so much, but cntinued to look out the window, not wanting anything to betray his previous moment of weakness.