The name wasn't familiar, which wasn't much of a comfort really. Vincent supposed somethings were universal though; there would always be those who delved too far, and did unspeakable things in the name of 'knowledge'. Or 'progress'.

Moved to the side in his thoughts for now, as he was quiet while thinking that over. Trying to formulate what he wanted to know next, and then to put it in words. Several heartbeats, breaths, minutes, before the silence was broken.

"Why should I 'know' of you?"