Shiro tilted his head to the side "...Sure" He said, curious about the drink. Now thinking back, he could remember catching the smell on a scientist's breath every now and then. He held up bread and chuckled "If we can't find anything else, we could always make some Zygote sandwiches" He shrugged and sniffed the air some more, trying to find anything else that was fresh amongst the scraps and wrappers scattered around the store.<br/><br/>Vincent grinned at Zen, shrugging and grabbing his gun from its holster. "If they attack me I will retaliate... While they are merely the tools of the gods, I am the hand and voice... If they dare to attack me, their fate is to become only dust..." He cocked his gun with a smile. He gazed back to the Restless and stepped forward. "By the will of the gods, I order you to stop..." He said, stretching his arm out towards the approaching horde with his palm facing them. Though he doubted they would back off with the agitation from the car alarm, but it was worth a shot.