Ophelia trilled in surprise, as she hadn't heard Zelda coming up although Vincent had clearly seen movement from the corner of his eye. Quiet, taking stock of himself carefully as he thought over her question. He felt very slightly different--but not enough to fuss over. Certainly not enough to confess to a stranger, when he would do better to puzzle it out himself.

He hadn't been 'normal' in a long time after all.

"Fine." Letting one brow raise up, Vincent regarded Zelda without hostility, but with subtle wariness. "Hero of light?" Ophelia piped up from beside him, wringing her hands in her scarf. "I was just about to get to that kupo!"