Their months apart have not at all dampened his ability to read Irahl's many kinds of silences and sounds. Even a small noise of knowing is a relief to hear, since Vincent hasn't been all that sure lately whether his distaste for the Capitol is still as justified as he thought it was.

And to the comment, he's not sure if Irahl's trying to make him feel better or simply deflecting away from the heavy topic, but it works either way.

"Ain't that the truth. An' it's not like I'm gonna be out picketing or anythin', m'probably just gonna be holed up in a hotel room or somethin'. Or..." He pauses momentarily, realizing he has no idea what he's actually going to do when Irahl is busy if his brother doesn't have plans for him already, "...I dunno. Doing... Touristy stuff?"