[Despite their fight, once he was calmer Vincent had realized Yuffie was right in some ways. He was being selfish, and perhaps he was being blind too. Normally he didn't hesitate--not anymore--when there was a good reason. But he needed answers.
Once the chaos hit, he knew exactly where he might find some of those answers. He'd had plenty of practice ignoring everything but his chosen goal or mission; both during this life and his old one. Inwardly he winced, knowing he needed conserve ammo as he headed straight through the city, to the temple. Then through the temple, towards the crystal.
His eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, and the gunslinger was not surprised to see Yuffie already there. He took note of the other heroes there, one he'd met before and two he had not. But they weren't his priority, and so while they looked down the hole Vincent headed over closer towards Kalki, the other hero, and the computer.
Careful, and making noise on purpose lest he cause more confusion, given his dark attire allowed him to blend in more easily.]
What are you typing, Ms. Kalki?
[Keeping his tone calm and measured. He had a purpose choosing to be here, and being emotional would not help. Nor would startling their one obvious source of information.]es
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Once the chaos hit, he knew exactly where he might find some of those answers. He'd had plenty of practice ignoring everything but his chosen goal or mission; both during this life and his old one. Inwardly he winced, knowing he needed conserve ammo as he headed straight through the city, to the temple. Then through the temple, towards the crystal.
His eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, and the gunslinger was not surprised to see Yuffie already there. He took note of the other heroes there, one he'd met before and two he had not. But they weren't his priority, and so while they looked down the hole Vincent headed over closer towards Kalki, the other hero, and the computer.
Careful, and making noise on purpose lest he cause more confusion, given his dark attire allowed him to blend in more easily.]
What are you typing, Ms. Kalki?
[Keeping his tone calm and measured. He had a purpose choosing to be here, and being emotional would not help. Nor would startling their one obvious source of information.]es