[i]Victoria practically jumped when she heard Vance's voice, the back of her head, which was still bruised, bumping against the wooden frame of the bench. She turned her head towards the one-armed mage, before.. erupting into a smile that Vance hadn't ever gotten from the Sororitas.[/i] "...Good morning, yeah.." [i]She breathed in happily, rising up and facing Vance's one-armed body: it hurt Victoria a little, to see him in such a condition, but.. she was happy. Vance was awake, alive and well, while Victoria bounded in and literally encased him in a hug, the shorter woman (I think she's shorter than Vance, 5'9" to 5'11"?) wrapping around him with both arms, one pale and smooth while the other was tanner, yet fair still.[/i] "...Sorry, just.. I've been waiting, you could say."