Vincent glowered as he walked around the Wall with no real goal in mind other than passing the time. This wasn't the first time that Father had sent him out with an escort to learn a lesson. The lesson this time was supposed to get it through Vincent's head that there were people worse off than he was and should work to help improve their lives, but Vincent already knew that there were people worse off and he didn't care. The noise here was awful and he didn't care much for the smell of the workers.

He glanced over to the escort that Father sent with him to babysit. Randy was the name he preferred to be called, but his name was Randall Tyne and was a real loyal employee of Father's. There was no way that Vincent was going anywhere Father didn't want him to for now. For now he'd just have to humor him. He had already broken away from the boring tour, so that was a plus. At least Randy didn't stop him from that freedom.

He watched half-bored as a construction manager was yelling out orders at workers. He mumbled to himself. "I wish I had a cigarette." Father had found them again and confiscated them. "God this sucks." He kicked a piece of rubble and watched as it flew toward a freshly finished part of the Wall.