Vincent blinked a few times and looked around seeming to have come out of his trance "Latin" He corrected Zen as he called it gibberish. He scratched his head and chuckled a bit. His eyes shifted lazily about as they entered the classroom, looking for their target or anything suspicious. He kept his right hand on his hip, ready to grab one of his weapons if needed. His eyes moved to the chair facing away from them and then to Zen as he motioned towards it, unholstering his gun and making his way towards the teacher's desk.