It wasn't often that Vincent was perceptive of others demeanors, but he'd begun to get a feel for Arkady's moods and mannerisms, at least enough to start to understand what she meant by the things she didn't say. The faint ghost of a smile tugged at his lips when he looked over to her.

"We do. And two of them each." He still had no way of knowing how to begin talking about what they needed to discuss, but maybe that was alright for now.