"Do I really need to spell it out for you?" The query comes just as easily as Kit's replies, settling into the back and forth with an unwarranted familiarity. How had they managed to preserve this rapport after so much time since their first meeting? It was troublesome. "You ought to take your own advice and look a little closer if that's the case."

There were an awful lot of plausible explanations for Vincent's presence in this district despite his apparent disdain for it, and whichever one his companion settled on really didn't matter. The point was to continue being cagey, withholding as much information as he possibly could. Only idiots blabbed at the drop of the hat.

He has enough to focus on without divulging personal statistic. The increase in speed doesn't go unnoticed, and while he still matches it without struggle, it's tipped him off to something in the environment bothering Kit. Despite his continued nonchalant tone, his eyes are now wandering idly across their scenery, trying to spot something out of place.