Vincent would have been content if Hanzo just let him sit here. But now he was delighted by the attention, and he closed his brilliant green eyes, leaning up into the touch. Felt so wonderful to be pet again. It relaxed him in ways no cup of tea or even sex could do.

The stubs were only a couple finger-joints long. His ears shifted back a little at the question. Undoubtedly the gross man who had bought him believed his antlers would become a rack worthy of a company giant like Hanzo.

"Not this year. Maybe another inch or so but I doubt they'll be long enough to get even a nub of a prong." He replied. "Comes with living in a facility for so long. The stress and all. Next year's will be better." He hoped. Good food and company did wonders but...it had been so long since he'd had that perhaps they'd be stunted for the rest of his life.