Vincent watches with perhaps a little too much attention as Sylas takes his go at getting the weird little objects out of Cavity Sam's… well, cavities, he supposes. Even he has to admit a little (internally, of course), it's kind of a decent distraction from the rest of everything to just stare at someone doing something for awhile. Almost makes him forget about-
-…Vincent's hand unconsciously bushes up to his neck, for the first time actually taking note of the fresh looking bandages there poking just out of the collar of his straitjacket and giving a little frown. Hm. Right. He's just… going to ignore that for a moment. Instead, he gives a low hum in reply to the pinkish haired guy comments.
"Not a doctor, no, but I work administration at a medical office. Or… worked, I guess." Past tense. No way in hell was he not going to be fired after all this shit happening, but if he was being honest that was pretty low on his list of concerns right now anyways.
"And I guess there could be anything stuck inside you, but there at least isn't meant to be." Which is why you need to extract it, Vincent, get with the program- "…Your sister in law is a doctor?"
