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::Getting a can of cola out of the vending machine, Vincent lets out a loud sigh, before opening it up. It's been over six months now since he's seen Re-L. Is she okay? Is Pino okay? Staring at the can for a few moments, as he remembers the day he arrived on the train, and how he had gotten drinks from the vending machine then, too. Examining the can more closely, Vincent begins to reminisce about his time on the express, and all the people he's met.
After watching the can for what seems like forever, Vincent finally puts it to his lips and begins to drink, only able to think one thing--
If Re-L were here, she would've made me find some ginger ale.::