With a tight smile at the sounds of shattering crockery, Vincent proceeds to his room, leaving the door open.  Taking a seat at his desk, he unrolls a most peculiar map of Europe and studies it for a long moment...at least until a tiny cat uncurls herself from his pillow and hops up on the desk, head-butting his hand and purring.<br/><br/>"Yes, hello.  It's going to be a bit of a struggle this year, isn't it?"<br/><br/>The cat mews softly, stropping against his fingers.<br/><br/>"I thought so, too."