Vincent carried on with his work as usual. Lots of paperwork to be done as always. He's got his shoes back and things seem to be settling down again for the time being.

What's left is the aftermath. The aftermath of woe. And life ending embarrassment. Idly he looks down at Nanaki.

"If I did, you'd just come back. And feeling the death toll on top of everything else."

The gunman doesn't imply that shooting isn't an option. Just that it wouldn't do much good to spare the sentient beast this predicament he finds himself in.

"Besides, I like having you around." Didn't Vincent once say that too much of Nanaki is annoying that he'd only agree to meet up once a year? "...Occasionally."

Oh. There it is.