Vin'cent had remained silent, remaining at the rear of the student body group in the open and in the bus, blatantly brooding on some subject or another. His eyes were downcast, head propped against the seat in front of him as he stared at the floor of the bus. In truth, he was thinking about the influence the Navy had on the Kingdom of Neshaten. "Hrm. Surely, no one doubts the necessity of having such armed forces, as war can give prosperity or ruin to a state. However, how much is too much in terms of letting that influence the domestic life? How many recruitment campaigns does it take to deceive a kit as to what that life is like? How much space in the curriculum do they really need?" Vin'cent's musings were interrupted by the sound of the bus slowing to a stop, as well as the center of balance change that accompanied the motion of the bus. He sat up and glanced outside of the bus, a brow raised quizzically. He stood up and waited for those in the seats in front of him to exit the bus, his rearward position guaranteeing that he would be the last off the vehicle.