Jenna: *indifferently shrugs* This is your handiwork, Seph. So, if you want to complain about it being a mess, you should place in a complaint to yourself. How exactly were you going to absorb the energy from the wound you were planning when you were all the way in the Northern Cave, by the way? I never quite figured out why you targetted this stupid city.
Vincent: *slowly shakes his head* Even Lucrecia said so herself, “my son is dead”. She said it long before we finished him off in the Northern Cave. She knew that he was long gone and that he cannot be brought back, Aeris. I do not want you chasing wild dreams that have no hope of ever becoming reality. It’ll only hurt you in the end.