Not moving he allowed his little brother to remove his hand from his shirt. Just staring back at his eyes with his own golden ones, as he tried to make sense of what had happened after he black out. Vincent's hand still over his hand, he raised his other to touch his cheek that seemed to burn with a light pain. Right, the cat had cut his face in it's panicking.

Gathering his attention again he looked to the blond. "Ah...where is he?" The fact the cat had touched him sent light chills through his body.