Vincent ducked into an alley and took a seat behind a dumpster. He began rummaging through his satchel, making sure nothing was damaged before grabbing a med kit and popping it open. He took a deep breath and pushed his left arm back into its correct position, letting out a yelp of pain before covering his mouth. After a quick glance around, hoping no one heard that, he began putting a splint on his arm to keep it straight. Once snapped the excess bandages off with his teeth, he replaced the med kit into his bag and sat there for a while as he tried to figure out his next course of action. "Wait for everything to settle down... or just keep running..." He mumbled and groaned a bit, his sore body telling him not to move.