If the voices from the swamp, or any of the threats present in it, had Vincent concerned, he didn't show it in his expression, or what little was visible of it behind the collar of his cloak. He simply nodded at Rishfee;s advice. That wasn't to say he didn't hear them- he occasionally glanced in the direction he heard one of the voices coming from. He was certainly absorbing the information they presented. But there were other threats present in the mire that drew more of his attention, and other problems that he was more concerned over.

The only visible sign of his apprehension was that he carried his bow in hand. So far, he had not drawn his gun, but he had it with him, occasionally visible beneath his cloak. He followed at the rear of the group, serving as a guard.