I8: Victoria's Room

[Robert West]

Rob knocks on Victoria's door. Amazingly, he'd actually combed his hair and shaved for this visit.

[Victoria Valentine]

The greeting wasn't as much as Rob might have hoped.

Granted, Victoria still looked stunning. However, for her, she was obviously exhausted and at the end of her rope. SHe smiled faintly when she saw Rob, though. "Hi," she said. "Social call or business call?"

[Robert West]

"Comfort and sympathy, from the looks of things," Rob says, "Maybe a helping hand?"

[Victoria Valentine]

She smiled faintly, moving aside to let him through. Vivien was sleeping in a little bassinet on one side of the room, and from all the things sitting on a table nearby, and the way she was trying to keep quiet, it seemed she'd just gotten her to sleep. "I... think I could use some comfort and sympathy right about now, yes," she admitted, sighing as she flopped down on her bed, elbows on her knees and face in her hands.

[Robert West]

Rob took a seat next to her on the bed and gently rubbed her shoulders.

"You look like you could use a few years of sleep."

[Victoria Valentine]

She sighed, leaning against him. "Oh, I could. And I will, as soon as I can. Should be able to in... a few years, I think?" she mused, smiling weakly.

[Robert West]

"I'd offer to build you a nanny, but considering my track record that's a horrible idea," Rob says, massaging Victoria's neck.