Vincent slipped in after a few people entered the dark room. He kept the door open a crack and stayed near it to glance outside on occasion. He was quite curious to see what the Grit would do. As scary as a force as they were, he was interested in why they hadn't attacked until now. Perhaps they knew this incident was going to happen. What if this was a plot to destroy the city. He was all for hitting the reset button, but he wanted to know about the aftermath.

Secretly, he hoped that they didn't do anything with the soulstones, so he could gather as many as he could. He was already establishing a list of objectives: gather soulstones, invade Father's library and study Rune Magic, experiment. No one here entered the teen's plans, but he did prefer if they survived. 

He exhaled as he suddenly realized that he nearly died today, and with the Grit roaming the streets his survival over the next few days would be questionable. He had to take advantage of the people here in order to make it through to the next day. He closed the door and slid down the wall into a seated position. He could barely see in the dim light of Kat's sigil. He would have to inspect that sigil in order to learn it.

"Anyone hurt?" Vincent called out to the people in the room.