Leo glanced over at his brother, "What did you do to her?" Vincent then sat up, giving him a sharp glare, "I did what we're supposed to do. She's still alive, which is good for her, so if you want to be a buffoon, be a buffoon elsewhere." Leo shrugged again, setting the dish down on the side table. He ducked his head under again, "You sure you don't want anything? You should get something to eat."