"How could I ever not know you, sweets?" There was an attempt at a very forced smile offered to him as she met his eyes for just a second before looking away. Her voice lacked it's usual colorfulness and instead held a haunted quality. Whatever it was she'd seen had clearly left her more than a bit shaken. Still, seeing Vincent made her more calm down some and she tried to wipe away the tears that were forming in her eyes.

"Everything's broken. It just ends," she said to him a very weak voice. "They want us to fix it. I couldn't fix home, how can I fix this?" There weren't many people Arkady would allow herself to sound vulnerable around. Vincent was one of those people. After all they'd gone through in the other place, how could he not? He'd been there for her quite a few times and there was no denying the confusing fondness she'd developed for him. There was also no denying how confusing it was for her. He reminded her so much of Connor and yet there was still so much they hadn't said to each other. It always felt like they both kept the majority of things they wanted to say locked away.

After a few seconds she blinked and then a more genuine smile came to her face as she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck. "I felt you. I'm glad you're here. I was afraid I was alone again."