Liz watched him carefully as he continued to cry.  She needed to be careful about the tone of her voice if she wanted to get through to him and get him to feel better.  Seeing Vincent with such a pained look in his eyes, really hit her hard.  She started to whipe away his years gently with her thumbs on both sides of his cheeks.  "Vince, it's not a big deal" she sighed.  "You don't need to be punished for talking to Tony.  The things you did, that I'm guessing he told you to do, didn't cause any harm" she said.  Soon she let a small smile form on her lips, "you're very sweet for caring so much about this though".  She could never regret helping him off the streets, where else could he have gone?<br/><br/>"Trust me, you're better off here than living on the streets.  Now let me clean up your gash before it gets infected" she said as she reached for her first aide kit and started to clean his cut and then cover it up for temporary purposes.  "You really are like a cat in more ways than one" she said as she got up and started to clean Vincent's blood off her forehead as well.