"Keep drinkin' water," he says, "Hope you ain't prone to heatstroke..."

Vincent scratches his head again, wracking his brain for more things that might be helpful to someone who's never been to the desert or the Capitol... He's having a hard time thinking of anything that isn't likely to have changed as some point in the last decade.

"I dunno, it's been so long... I might be comin' in almost as fresh as you." He gestures to himself, smiling, "An' bein' blind's made me pretty good at askin' stupid questions, so feel free to sic me on anythin' you're tyin'a figure out."