Vincent is as stoic and impassive as usual, but he hadn't walked away. His head was slightly tilted, as he had been listening. Ophelia was reaching into a pouch she had, under her scarf, then coming forward to drop some gil into his case. "It wasn't what I normally like Kupo, but it's not because you're not talented."

She'd summed it up perfectly, and Vincent nodded. If nothing else, the musician had been polite too.