A slow blink of crimson-eyes, Vincent quiet as he tried to sort through the scattered memories of Chaos. "I remember waking up, only to be aware shortly that he was coming to the fore. I remember getting Lucrecia to the back, and then the rest is filtered through memories tinted by inhuman rage and anger."

Softly said, and it said much about his priorities. Not that Sheena hadn't already tried to sleuth it out of him how he felt about Dr. Crescent. If anything, this was likely just more confirmation to her.

"Chaos was...focused on the Weapon. I have vague-memories of being aware of the earthquake, and potential danger the others were in. But nothing is clear or clearly my own memory and viewpoint until we found ourselves in the darkness." When there had been too much going on to make clear sense of things, along with the disorientation from his transformation back. Not to mention Ophelia suddenly having appeared and clinging to him, where she was normally much more brave and curious.