[Vincent's mind, at present, was whirring, retracing every step he'd made until now. He'd jumped off the Shera. Contact had been lost with it some time after. He was in Deepground. Still in Deepground, even after Rosso, Azul... after Chaos had manifested and-
Lucrecia. She had-
No. Less of that. He glances to where an easy, self-assured voice had come from. A tall man. Slicked back, spiked hair. Scars. The eyes. Of course, the first thing he took notice of was the eyes.]
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[Vincent's mind, at present, was whirring, retracing every step he'd made until now. He'd jumped off the Shera. Contact had been lost with it some time after. He was in Deepground. Still in Deepground, even after Rosso, Azul... after Chaos had manifested and-
Lucrecia. She had-
No. Less of that. He glances to where an easy, self-assured voice had come from. A tall man. Slicked back, spiked hair. Scars. The eyes. Of course, the first thing he took notice of was the eyes.]
You're Shinra.
[His words are gruff. Cold.]