For probably once in the three months she'd been in the city she doesn't flinch, or rather has no reaction at all to the hand on her shoulder. Instead she just sits there, the dark rings under her eyes likely answering the latter part of her friend's question better than any numerical value could.

"I'm not sure, a few of us were up all night attempting to decode the cipher," she answered so quietly he probably could only make out only a few words from her attempt to reply. Shiva's tits, she was still seeing a part of it as she looked into Vincent's eyes as though the negatives were imprinted into her retinas.