Vincent's teeth grit as the butchery of his native language assaulted his ears. He inhaled very slowly, then exhaled. This girl was some kind of chuunibyou. She couldn't have been very old. Perhaps she was playing pretend. With luck, she thought she was dreaming.

"My name is Vincent." he spoke, electing to continue in Japanese. "Listen... Alice. It's very dangerous here. You could get hurt. Where are your parents? Can you lead me to them?"