Things have been said. Vincent turns then and heads off; though it's clear he's not going to the first set of trailers in the Convoy where the medical trailer is. ...Well it's not as if there's much there that he wouldn't have to use on his own anyway. Asking someone else for assistance is too much.
He'd tucked away some bandages and gauze for his personal use and tucked them somewhere he could access them in private. Thus, he wends his way through parked vehicles and into the now-dark of night, until even the crimson cloak is lost in shadows.
...But he will track down Sephiroth later. And that comes by way of a metal plate of his gauntlet 'knocking' on the metal of the truck's bed. Walking less slowly, the smell of some sort of antiseptic and bandages suggesting he had seen to wounds. Both know the other is there by this point. Naturally the knock is courtesy.
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He'd tucked away some bandages and gauze for his personal use and tucked them somewhere he could access them in private. Thus, he wends his way through parked vehicles and into the now-dark of night, until even the crimson cloak is lost in shadows.
...But he will track down Sephiroth later. And that comes by way of a metal plate of his gauntlet 'knocking' on the metal of the truck's bed. Walking less slowly, the smell of some sort of antiseptic and bandages suggesting he had seen to wounds. Both know the other is there by this point. Naturally the knock is courtesy.