[There was a long stretch of silence as Vinnie stared straight ahead, unsure of how to pick words out of the whirlwind in his head and voice them. Every time he tried to grasp at something, anything he could possibly say to fill the stillness, they slipped through his proverbial fingers.

But... the quiet wasn't so bad. It was a serene reminder - even despite the turmoil inside him right now, nature was as it ever was. The stars shine down on good and bad alike. Bulba's scent began slowly filtering through his senses, bringing its soothing touch into his soul.

Eventually, Vinnie did speak. His voice was low, contemplative - a veneer of calm over his tone.]

Y'know... when I came back, I'd made up my mind. I was going t'leave the team.