Audio// locked to Vincent
[He almost wishes for the pain back. It's better than not feeling anything at all. He can hear, though. He hears every clang and screech as he moves, every reminder that inside him, there is nothing. His mind seems to be intact, though he doesn't understand how, because his head is probably hollow as well. He won't question it. If he does, that will probably leave him as well, and he doesn't want to lose anything else.]
[His voice is tentative, and there's a bit of a ringing wheeze to it.]
Vincent?
[He didn't try video this time because Vincent didn't want to be seen last time, and as far as Cid can tell, things have only gotten worse for everyone since then. This time, he also doesn't want to be seen. He calls softly again.]
Vincent, are y'there? Cid. I said I'd call.
[Not that he can really justify the reason for saying he'd call. Something about...something that he can't feel anymore. He shrugs. Maybe his mind isn't working very well after all.]
[His voice is tentative, and there's a bit of a ringing wheeze to it.]
Vincent?
[He didn't try video this time because Vincent didn't want to be seen last time, and as far as Cid can tell, things have only gotten worse for everyone since then. This time, he also doesn't want to be seen. He calls softly again.]
Vincent, are y'there? Cid. I said I'd call.
[Not that he can really justify the reason for saying he'd call. Something about...something that he can't feel anymore. He shrugs. Maybe his mind isn't working very well after all.]