She started to say something and then stopped mid-retort, listening to him for once. He should be more worried, she supposed, but what he said was true; she was throwing too much at him and not enough of it had reasonable explanations. If he was truly concerned - and he was - then there was still little he could do about it except accept the truth, no matter how hard it was. For Re-l, this had been difficult. For Vincent, it would probably be even harder. Instead, she nodded. "You're right. Sorry." There needed to be a better way to address all of this.

"There's little else that's so dangerous. The rest... The rest of it is semantics, things you'll need to know to get around. I can fill you in on all of that another time, after you've settled." Which brought her to her next point. "Come with me. You can stay in my apartment. I'm not going to subject you to the filth of the Tower Apartments."