Eyes narrowed, Vincent turns his attention to his own materia. Drawing the gun from its holster and studying the array, the results seem to be...
"...Same here." But is there anything that can be done about it? Returning the weapon to its place, the former Turk turns his attention to listening for what Tifa has picked up on.
"...Yeah. That way." Rather than continue to speak of it, Vincent sets to action as he commonly does, beginning to walk in the direction of the radio in hopes to pick up a clearer understanding of the message being broadcast.
He pauses only when he remembers the flutter of the paper talismans. Reaching up to tug one down and read it, Vincent lets out a soft grunt before passing it to Tifa for her benefit.
....Though he'll then keep moving closer to the radio that attracted her attention before.
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"...Same here." But is there anything that can be done about it? Returning the weapon to its place, the former Turk turns his attention to listening for what Tifa has picked up on.
"...Yeah. That way." Rather than continue to speak of it, Vincent sets to action as he commonly does, beginning to walk in the direction of the radio in hopes to pick up a clearer understanding of the message being broadcast.
He pauses only when he remembers the flutter of the paper talismans. Reaching up to tug one down and read it, Vincent lets out a soft grunt before passing it to Tifa for her benefit.
....Though he'll then keep moving closer to the radio that attracted her attention before.