Upon use of his last name Vince's face seemed to darken considerably. "You son of a bitch- I<i>knew it," </i>he hissed, slapping a hand on the table. It seemed to make what little people were actually in the area visibly tense a little. Vince looked around, composing himself.<br/><br/>Shula narrowed her eyes at the man, one step away from bearing her teeth. But then Faelan started talking and to her surprised the man was letting out the fact he knew exactly who Vince was. It caught her off guard a little bit. Faelan's movement even more so. she tensed for a second as his arm draped over her shoulders, cheeks flaring up at the sudden and casual action but with the bump to her leg she figured she better keep her mouth shut for the time being, realizing that this was a golden opportunity to basically interrogate Vince.<br/><br/>Said man scoffed, looking more then a little miffed. leaning in closer he looked over the ruins on Faelan's arm. "Hmm. Yeah, that's his work. Although, you're a little off. He's my brother." He stated, looking back up at Faelan.<br/><br/>"Look. I'm obviously not the most trustworthy guy but I'm gonna take a wild guess and say you're not very fond of the foundation either. If you can take any consolation in a shared mentality; I want the fuck out of here." He said, lowering his eyes. In a quieter voice he said,"And I need to know more information about my brother. I'm just glad to hear he's still alive." There was a swirl of emotion behind his eyes for a moment- pain, confliction, disbelief. The man almost seemed broken but his resolve tightened as he looked to Faelan again.<br/><br/>"C'mon, work with me here. Just give me a yes or no answer."