Crimson-eyes narrowed slightly as Sheena touched him; mostly because he wasn't a very touchy-feely-person. A sign that he did value her friendship, in that he waited a heartbeat before taking enough of a step back to lose the contact. "It is complicated."

But he knew that would not be enough--Sheena was too much like Yuffie and Tifa both, in her stubborn-side. She also considered him a friend--and while the sentiment was somewhat returned, Vincent was still a private person overall.

"Chaos is not exactly a person, so much as a force of nature personified." A sigh, and Ophelia fluttered over to cling to his shoulder. Bringing his arm up to let the moogle cling, he continued quietly. "It is sealed within me, and is the only reason I am alive after my own folly and much experimentation upon by a madman."