Vincent was good at ignoring others, while being aware of his surroundings. Also aware of just how he stood out from how he dressed and carried himself. Ignoring it now, and the group of teenagers. Only turning to narrow his eyes, glare at them as he came closer to Lucrecia. Encouraging them to leave, before shifting his attention to her once more.

He wanted to reach out, to help her to her feet... He didn't, holding back and aware of everything between them they still had to deal with. Relieved she was still here, and yet wondering at it too. "Did you think I wouldn't, once I realized what was going on?" Voice low, almost hurt in the accusation.