"... I  suppose it doesn't matter who sent the summons," Vincent replied to Thoth as she nervously explained herself. He could have sworn the summons came from the Guild, though perhaps Heka- seemingly as officious as the stories he heard had made her out to be- had merely borrowed some paperwork in order to motivate some of the less punctual Guild members. 

He had to admit he was guilty of that much. If it wasn't for the idiot barging in the night before and him needing to restock, he might not have made it to the Labyrinth on the opening day. Leaving everyone else to get a head start and fill their pockets with whatever they could get their grubby little mitts on. 

Vincent reflected on that idea as if it had come and personally pissed in his pot. Cutting people a share for their troubles was one thing, letting them swan off and leave him high and dry was another. If the Labyrinth was open, he was going to get in there whilst the going was good, like a lawyer after an ambulance. 

In any case, Thoth pulled him out of his thoughts when she started talking again, mentioning being kept up by Ares. Used to being kept awake by noisy goldbrickers too, Vincent offered the God an uncharacteristically sympathetic nod before she finished up and pointed him towards the flasks on either side of the entrance behind him. 

[i]"Y-You can go to the Labyrinth now, if you want then t-take a flask on your way out, but just one. Intermediate Antitoxin☆"[/i]

"... Still not sure how you're capable of pronouncing that," Vincent grumbled to begin with, before he spoke up louder with, "Thank you for your generosity, I'll be on my way and leave you to your work." And nodding respectfully to Thoth, he turned, only making a quick stop by the entrance to pick up one of the blue-green flasks of Intermediate Antitoxin☆. 

He was almost tempted to sneak a second out, but he thought better of it. He'd made it to his age in one piece, getting smooshed by an angry god for pilfering a surplus potion would be an embarrassing way to cap that off, if nothing else. 

Stepping out the door and closing it behind him once more, his eyes darted about, looking for anyone besides simple mundane onlookers in the slowly approaching crowd around the independent zone. And he hadn't taken any more than a single step from the entryway to the laboratory, when-