He's still a little conflicted about this. Vox made a deal with the guy he wants to tear limb from limb (or from inside, the jury's still out about that part as far as Val's concerned sometimes)... to protect him. Honestly, he doesn't really know what to say. Of course, he's sure it's all business. All for the Brand and their image. But still. That's... probably the furthest anyone's ever gone from him.

"That shitshow could've gone worse. After she set the studio on fucking fire, I'd say she owes us just as bad for the whole 'offering her a role'... offense." Valentino released his hold, just letting his fingers linger. A deal. One that apparently got him hurt in the process.

"So... what now? You need me doing charity work with you or is that just going to be a you thing?"