He gathers up his things and stands up, he sighs
Vince: ...Nothing of great import...
He clutches it tighter to his chest
He sighs and deflates a little
Vincent: ...What do you want?
Vincent: ...You know my name, which would lead me to believe you've heard of me before...if you've come looking for the cure you should know that I still don't have one-and I'm NOT a doctor...
Vincent: ...That's very vague, but sure. I suppose your one of those shardkeepers then?
