Vincent had spent a fair bit of time since waking up simply Not Leaving his cell, so he was perhaps a bit behind in terms of investigation of this place, it would seem. Not that he was actually all that curious at what facilities were here and why they had weirdly free access to them anyways, but still he'd ended up wandering after it had become clear no matter where he tried to get away from his fellow inmates, there was always someone causing Some kind of ruckus somewhere. Really, he's not sure why he expected any differently.
Even then, though, an entire warehouse was a little… strange of a place to haphazardly walk into. Sure, most of it seemed like stock standard stuff, but he supposed he'd expected less… convenience. Then again, this was probably just some kind of free period before they were locked in their cells normally, or something.
…Actually, what did stand out was a head of pink (magenta, maybe?) hair among the shelves, messing with some kind of game, and Vincent does predictably pause and ominously stare his way for a good long moment, expression unreadably neutral (if clearly exhausted). And it's truly only mid staring that he spots What exactly the game being messed with is, which… huh.
"…Operation? Hm." Thanks for not even trying to introduce yourself, buddy.
