A deep breath into her lungs and she's soon off to the explanation. A world kept in balance by a series of crystals, the torrid relationship between her childhood friend and their ally, Cloud Strife, and the numerous points in time in which the many other residents of Gaia have been summoned from; it's a sorted story which she takes her time in telling, sparing no detail to her companion as he listens. Her corruption in the forest and her alliance with a Sephiroth not unlike the one they know back home, the loss of Angeal and the many months spent keeping Cloud in the dark from the future he has yet to know. Her conflicted relationship with both Genesis and the current iteration of the monster they'd been chasing after, the appearance of Yuffie and her stages of growth and capture.

It takes some time to weave the tapestry of events, showing Vincent every fray and unkempt knit that had been crafted by her experiences and the experiences of others in the city. When all is said and done, she bows her head, letting out a long sigh as she watches to gauge his reaction. Unsure of why she does so, considering that she had only seen the man convey a wide array of two emotions; none, and seriousness.

"Well.. That's everything so far, at least what I know."