"Thanks." Vincent said, grabbing the can, gulping it down without a moment's hesitation, throwing it to the side, giving an amused look at the panicking girl. He totally ignored everybody else staring at him, as it would be rude and impolite to not give attention to the person asking him question. He yawned, sitting down on a train seat, crossing his arms and propping his legs up on the seat across the aisle. He smirked at the girl, shrugging. "Fine. I like ya, so I'll answer." He cleared his throat, and begun to explain.

"I used a spell to form a spike out of earth. It stabbed through the train, and then the machine. It ripped off the back car of the train, and now it's probably trying to get it's body off the spike. It was chasing me because it's a law enforcement machine, and I have broken a LOT of laws. It was reckless because of biting commentary on law enforcement, I guess... or this isn't the first time me and it have rumbled, and it kind of hates my guts. Yeah, I made a unfeeling machine hate, hold your applause. And before you ask your next question, yes, I am incredibly handsome and manly, and extremely brave for fighting it, thank you noticing." He said with a grin, rubbing his chin. It was true he was tired as hell, but he was filled with adrenaline and joy that he had survived that fight. "And, I guess, technically, you're an accomplice. Whoops. Ah, don't worry about it." He told her, smirking as he looked out the window.

"Just....make sure you mention you don't know who I am, alright?" He told her, giving her a serious look. "I'm a very wanted man, and I wouldn't want a good girl like you to get in trouble because she thought she was helping out. Kindness like that doesn't need to be punished, and I would regret if I'm the reason it is."