Vic... chan?

Vianca reached out to take the glass, carefully wrapping her fingers around it. Ah, this was always awkward. It didn't feel very fair to be bothered that he maybe forgot her name, but. It kind of did. A little. It did when other people did, but she hadn't been as willing to admit it then.

"Thank you..." She took a sip, and the cool water soothed her parched throat and encouraged her to speak up. "Um, it's... Vianca."