"And so, with that in mind... Hey, are you even paying any attention?!"
Vincent let out a yawn then scratched his arm.
One of the many advantages of having higher stats, was the ability to transcend normal mundane worries.
One of them being sleep.
'I can't say if that's a blessing or a curse though.'
Unlike others, Vincent thoroughly enjoyed his rest time.
Though, he hadn't been getting enough of it lately.
The scent of the morning air drifted into his nostrils, providing him with some form of comfort at the very least.
His gaze traveled in a wide berth, taking in the terrain that was quite different from what he was used to.
Today, under Hunter's rather annoying supervision, he had been relieved of his ship deck duties and was transferred to an outpost on the part of the wall right at the outskirts of where the former Dome of Sands had been drawn.
