It was pretty unlikely, but he would have to be careful because she had plenty of glass shards now stuck in her hair that she hadn't been able to put up again. She looked around for his glasses on the car floor.

They where sorta tossed in an odd angle, one arm folded and the other almost bent at the angle they'd been strewn onto the seat shoulder.

She tried to fix them, not doing very well at it

He gently took his hands back, tilting his head and listening to what she was doing. He smiled faintly. "Need help?" He said gently, he'd had to unbend them before a lot. He was used to it.

"No, it's fine," she insisted, still struggling with his glasses. "...Stupid things. Did you bring your contacts?" She had no idea how often Vexin had to unbend his glasses

He gave a faint, quiet laugh. "Yes. Of course. Oh. That reminds me, I should probably take my pills."

She froze up at his laugh. Did that actually just happen or was she hallucinating? "Be quick, okay?" She handed his glasses to him, not having had much luck with them.

He took them once he felt them, running his fingers along them until he felt the bend. He then tenderly gripped it and bent them back into shape with seeming ease before putting them on. "Alrighty." Though he noticed how she had froze up and the faint smile he had was gone. Now he felt bad.

Well she had never heard him laugh before. Ever. So it was kind of a shock.

No one other than his brother had heard him truly laugh either. It could shock anyone. And it was a sweet sound, airy and cool like a fresh breeze to wash away the horrid heat.

He carefully turned to get out and get his contacts, and take his pills.