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Vincent took a small gander throughout the camp grounds. Regret piled onto him for his silence throughout the day.

Vincent quietly ate his pancakes independently, a bit secluded. He seemed rather contentment with his eating.

@Rustic "Sorry to ask at such a time, but why would you use a cat to judge a turf war? Such a thing seems too difficult for even a human to calculate in some instances." He murmured.

@Aykorn "Should have known, sorry about that." Vincent said melancholicly. "On the contrary, pretty much anything is compared to something..."

@Aykorn "Say, are there any records of any prehistoric or evolutionarily stagnant plant life?" Vincent muttered, half hoping Jordan would hear him.

Vincent looked up at Chaos's melancholic conversation. He wished he could do something but said nothing. His eyes jotted to Lucas. " "Evolution makes no sense..." He muttered.

Vincent, oblivious to what was going on, had finished his drawing and continued his notes and started some new drawings as his fine tentacles swayed with the wind flexibly.

Vincent held up his purple flag. "Here's mine." He muttered awkwardly.

Vincent paused for a while trying to comprehend is words. "I'm assuming that these Inklings are the next step of human evolution am I correct?" After asking he put his head down on his legs.

@MacSmitty "Sorry about that, here" He said handing him his well cooked hot dog.

Vincent started to roast a hot dog with reluctance. Pondering Chaos's action. He started to raised is voice. "Dearest apologies Lawr- sorry, Terrence. To be honest I feel like I'm just repeatng myself out of sheer confusion. In the end though although those missiles might not kill people they...

@Lydia @Rustic @TACarbuncle @Airmure Vincent looked up, with all the information he gained he stood for a few seconds, debating if he should make a comment on that or not. "That's just a game?" He said in quiet reluctance. "I really think using missiles was a bit overboard. I had to swim away...

As Vincent returned to the campfire with a fresh stick in hand. He turned a pade in his notebook and started to write peculiarly.

Vincent, completely forgetting about the matter started to scanvengs some as well, proving to be very difficult with so much ink around

@Airmure @TACarbuncle "I think we were all on the verge of death. Should we not have stopped this conflict who knows what have happened?" He said as he started to draw his picture of Judd again."