[One might at least try to shake off their sense of guilt, but instead Vincent simply embraces it. He'd left to join others in the exploration of the desert, as if that would somehow procure answers -- though in actuality he had honestly been just worried about Peter being on his own. Still, even doing that left behind destruction, and he could do nothing about it.
Again. He didn't do anything again.
So he does his rounds, lurking about Aldrip at night as he goes to ensure no one else he knows is in danger. Not that he goes about it remotely in the most normal way. Nope, he's going to make it weird, by which it's him perching on a branch outside of Aerith's window. Just to glance in and make sure she's not hurt.
Anything else is out of his hands. He has no skill for it.]
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Again. He didn't do anything again.
So he does his rounds, lurking about Aldrip at night as he goes to ensure no one else he knows is in danger. Not that he goes about it remotely in the most normal way. Nope, he's going to make it weird, by which it's him perching on a branch outside of Aerith's window. Just to glance in and make sure she's not hurt.
Anything else is out of his hands. He has no skill for it.]