{His cheeks grow hot and he chuckles bashfully.} Why would I dismiss your opinion? I have held it in high-esteem for this long. {He grows solemn and thinks back on what Undertaker had done for him; for his son.} You are not far off the mark for being a father, though I am hardly one to judge.

{The choice is entirely right and Vincent presses a kiss to Undertaker's cheek.}

I will leave it to you. {Slipping off the bed at last, he pulls on his shoes and makes his way to the door.} Are you hungry?