"We didn't ask to cheat death, but you know.. It sort of happened." Vincent shrugged. Death or not, the childish pout she gave was kind of cute. "We can't help the fact that we were given some godly mission. But I'd prefer you not kill us okay?"

And as Kiara spoke, Mary again went into childlike irritation. But even he had to agree with Kiara. But unlike most, Vincent spoke about it, although he was more so thinking aloud. "You may not be a kid, but you sure do look and sound like one. You'd fool any human." When Mary negotiated with them, Vincent grinned a little. "That sounds pretty fair. I want the same thing." A nice place to sleep and nice food sounded wonderful now, but they kept getting deterred from their simple tasks. 

"Alright kid," He stood straight and looked around with Kiara. "It's a fair deal. But you're going to have to keep it down. You'll wake the neighbors." Vincent further explained Kiara's silencing. Once again Mary found her way on the back of his shirt, and once again it began to deteriorate. 

At first he didn't notice, but then he felt a light breeze on his back. He walked casually along side Kiara, but ended up stopping. "That's... Mary you have to let go of my clothes. I kinda need to wear these you know." He felt most of the back start to go missing. "And now this is just uncomfortable. Hopefully there's extra clothes or something in this shack.." For now, he spared them of taking his shirt off. But if Mary didn't stop, he was going to be without a shirt. 

"Do you think you can control that? Or do you need gloves?" Vincent ran fingers through his hair. "...Just, don't grab my pants please." 
When they got to the shack, he pushed the door open and looked around. 

"Kind of small. But clean. I guess this'll work." Though, he did only see one functional bed- or something resembling a bed. Great, looks like he'd have to figure something out if he wanted to sleep.