Ryan watched her get up and leave. He wondered if what he said or did had hurt her. He was only trying to help. Guess he was useless when it came to that stuff. Vincent eventually looked at Ryan, "You alright?" he asked. Ryan nodded slightly, "Yeah, I'm fine..." he sighed, getting up. "Are you upset about something? Do you want me to leave?" Ryan shook his head, "No, I'm not upset.." he lied. "I'm just tired is all..." Vincent stood up, setting the guitar down on the couch. "Oh, alright then... I guess I'll see you some other time then.." Vincent shrugged as he too headed for the front door and left the house.<br/><br/>He shoved his hands into his pockets, walking down the steps. He looked rather sad or depressed, and by the sight of dark clouds in the sky, he could only guess that it was going to rain. Once Vincent was out and away from the house, he stood where he was, allowing it to rain and allowing himself to get drenched. He was quietly sitting on a large rock in the rain,<a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dm_MJAzE0tk">singing</a>something to himself. He looked to be shedding tears, the rain hiding it well.