He wasn't exactly expecting Irahl to come back with much. Even if he wasn't kind of loopy from all the painkillers, Irahl's less of a words-of-advice guy and more of a joke-to-lighten-the-mood kind of guy. And it's less that Vincent is looking for anything in particular and more than he's realized there was this thing he'd encountered that was probably going to swirl around ceaselessly unless he said something. He just kind of wanted someone to hear him.

So when Irahl comes back with a very good point, it is both a surprise and somehow more profound because of how rare it is normally. Irahl can see that it really gets Vincent to stop and think, and make a concerted effort to imagine this from his brother's point of view.

"Yeah. That would make a lot of sense."

He looks a little sad. But he understands, even if it took him a minute to get there. After sighing, he figures he's bringing the mood down too much and tries to move on.

"Good either way, I guess. Sure can think of a few times I woulda loved havin' a guy around to patch the holes instead of just kinda... Sittin' around bleedin' all over my apartment for a week."