Vincent walked up to the door and knocked. Tifa heard a knock at the door.
Vincent and Ren walked until they saw a sign that said, "Strife Delivery".
"I like her. I hope we meet again." He looked over at Vincent. "Let's go." Vincent turned around.
"Solving my problems is up to me, no one else." Ren put the report away.
"He told me I was the product of a secret Jenova Project." He took some papers out of his pocket. "Jenova Project R. Here is the report." He offered it to her.
Ren was silent for a long time. "He already told me something."
"I want answers, and no one else would give them to me." Ren closed his eyes.
"You said you would kick my ass if I wasn't in this condition." Ren said.
"Then why did you... never mind." Ren removed his arm and leaned against a wall.
Ren looked at her. "What?"
Ren put his arm around her for support.
Ren was about to fall over, but held onto Kiiysara for support.
"Yeah... i'm fine..." Ren said.
Ren stood up, holding his hood. "I'm... fine..."
Ren groaned. He could move again.
"He's 14. Very young." Vincent sighed.
"No. Because I know the answers to his questions, and that's all he wants." Vincent looked at Ren.
"He was going to join Sephiroth. He wanted answers, and thought he could provide them." Vincent said.
"It was for his own good." Vincent put away his gun.
Vincent looked at the girl. "Vincent Valentine."
