"Could be the way this world's twisted. Could be because someone tried to make something and it escaped their control. Who knows?"

That's all he has to say on the matter of whether these plants are a 'trap'. Vincent looks down at his right hand.

"Mm. Ones of the past. Connected to objects. Or spaces imprinted by major events. The battle... that hospital." Vincent then looks in the direction of the latter. His hand drops and he shakes his head.

"I think others have been able to communicate without speaking. Hear the thoughts of others."