"I'm glad you didn't have trouble sleeping," Hanzo said. He himself had not had much trouble sleeping either, but he was regretting staying up late to work instead of sleep. He would probably have to take a nap in the afternoon, but that would be fine. Before lunch, he was going to head down to the R&D department to go over a redistribution of funds, but after lunch, there wasn't much besides paperwork.

He watched Vincent come over - perched so perfectly on delicate-looking hooves, he moved near-on silently. Green eyes swept over his desk just once, and then Vincent sat, tucking his legs up neatly to fold into a compact, unobtrusive shape.

Hanzo sighed, then slowly reached out - gently - and touched the top of Vincent's head with his fingers. His hair was soft, but Hanzo found himself seeking the antlers - little velvet-covered nubs, a few shades lighter than his hair, and incredibly soft. "Will these get much bigger?" he asked, stroking aside a few locks of hair to get a better view of the antlers and where they melded into his scalp. He was gentle, his touch feather-light, like he was trying to look without touching.