Nicci was relieved that Bo didn't invite her to sit on the arm again, she didn't want to seem ungrateful but she had been more comfortable on the floor.  Sinking gracefully she sat back against his chair, cradled by the warmth and strength of his legs. His hands gently rubbing her neck and shoulders helped her relax back fully, tilted slightly more against one leg so she could see Vince as he started to answer the questions.<br/><br/>His first answer though unsettled Nicci a lot and she looked away, she had not thought that something so controversial would raise it head so soon. She was totally unprepared for the deep pain that ran though her. The Heroine of Ross had been a woman with courage and bravery, a woman who paid the ultimate price and suffered the kind of agonising death that gave Nicci nightmares as a youngster when  petrol through the letterbox was the most common enforcing tactic.<br/><br/>She let the soft Irish brogue wash over her,  his answers a spicy sweet mix of light and dark.  As he spoke about anger and helplessness, and that oh so very real fear, that she completely understood, her eyes went to his face again - that must have been a very painful thing to confess and she honored him for it.  She grinned at his next three cheeky answers, his beautiful words  softening it to a wistful gentle smile, possibly and amber one, she thought.  She had known Vince would let the poet inside him loose at some point and now he had.<br/><br/>Although he said it lightly, she sensed he meant 'Master' in the true sense, and she looked down, the deep tremor inside, created from his words, still rippling through her as he finished the last of the questions. Again she realised The Troubles played a part in his answers, this time with more immediacy – she wasn't sure if she understood what he meant by some of it, so she felt as if she was standing rocky ground, but she knew that at some point, when they were alone, she would ask him about it -  it was there, so much part of him she needed to understand it.<br/><br/>It was so lovely that Mila felt confident enough to flirt and tease an answer straight back at Vince and Bo, and Nicci was really interested too, to know where the nick name 'Tool' had come from so she looked at Vince expectantly, the soft caress of Bo's fingers still keeping the two of them connected and somehow at peace with each other.