Breakfast Time~

[Count D]

"It certainly does." He watched the other man's actions, but didn't move. "Let me know what you think."

[Vincent Valentine]

Hesitantly, Vincent scooped a spoonful of the Nutella and spread it lightly over the plain piece of bread. When satisfied with the amount of spread he put on (he was quirky like that) he took a small bite out of the toast, contemplating the taste. After a few moments, he swallowed. "....Not too bad. Tastes a bit like chocolate."

[Count D]

The Count was excited now. "Oh? May I try?" He plucked a piece of toast from one of the many trays on the table, before looking at Vincent.

[Vincent Valentine]

Vincent smiled and held his hands up. "I won't stop you, Count. Help yourself." He handed the plastic jar to the Count. "I should tell you that it is a bit sticky, though."

[Count D]

D picked up a fork and delved himself out some of the tasty-looking spread. Then, he did what it was meant to do; spread it. Tentatively, he took a small bite, and smiled. "It's simply delicious. Hazelnut and chocolate." He licked some from the corner of his mouth, before setting the toast down onto his plate. He wasn't a very big eater, no matter how delicious the food.

[Vincent Valentine]

Vincent chuckled lightly. "Whoever created that deserves an award." He turned his eyes back to his own plate and helped himself to the assorted food that was on the table. "So, Count..." He spoke, attempting to make idle chatter. "What did you do during the winter break?"

[Count D]

The Count shrugged, which woke up Q-chan. Said... bat, bunny, duck, animal thing, squeaked, before fluttering over to Vincent. He then fell asleep on the more stoic man's shoulder. "I mostly spent time reading. I really have no relatives to visit, so I just stayed here. What did you do?"

[Vincent Valentine]

Vincent cast a glance at Q-chan, his eyebrows slightly raised in surprise. "Well, besides seeing my mother, I visited a couple of my older friends." He smiled lightly as he remembered spending time at Seventh Heaven with all his old friends. Realizing he was showing emotion, he lightly poked Q-chan, his expression somewhere between cross and confused. "And this is...?"

[Count D]

Q-chan nuzzled at his hand, cooing "Chu~ Chu~" as he did. Count D chuckled. "That's Q-chan. He's an old friend of my father's who was put under a curse. I take care of him, and try to find a cure. I obviously still haven't."

[Vincent Valentine]

Vincent eyed Q-chan with interest. "A curse, you say?" He lightly grabbed the creature from his shoulder, expecting and examining it. "Fascinating..." He gently placed Q-chan back on his shoulder, partially enjoying the company. "I apologize for that. You live with a scientist, some tendencies tend to rub off on you."

[Count D]

As Q-chan was examined, he cocked his head, "Chu~?"

Count D chuckled. "I understand. Those we live around do make quite the impression." He sipped the last bit of tea from his cup, before staring at it with disappointment. "Ah, now I have to go back to my office." He looked over at Vincent, "Would you like to join me?"

[Vincent Valentine]

Vincent stood and stretched, a light gleam in his eye. "I don't believe I've gotten to see your office yet. It should be quite an interesting sight on these old eyes." He grabbed his own mug, frowning lightly as he saw it's lack of beverage. "Plus, I'm out of tea myself."

[Count D]

"Well, then I'll be happy to give you more." He smiled as he stood up and gathered his things. Q-chan slept peacefully on Vincent's shoulder, and shouldn't have been woken up when he stood. Count D began to walk out of the great hall, leading Vincent to his office.