In this illusion

Groose has returned home.

[Vincent normally doesn't care to remark on these things, and it's not as if he knew the real Groose too well. It's not even as if he was the type of person whose company he'd want to be in. And yet... and yet, because of the experiment prior to the last, he has just enough lingering familiarity that his leaving is bothersome.]

I wonder if perhaps... some of us were not meant to ever return to where we're from. If perhaps that's for the best.

[There are Reasons he's started to think this, but that's all he's going to say for now on the matter. For now, he's limping across town slowly, with a pair of ruined shoes and some terribly aching feet. Magical dancing really took a toll on them- he only hopes he'll find the appropriate type again.]

...I must rest.

[A tense and weary Vincent wanders through town with his gun drawn as if he's expecting a threat to approach at any second. He's heading toward his building, but he can be bothered at any point along the way.]

[Vincent takes forever to do things, especially when they involve a certain scientist and his love for her. Ever since she left and returned, he's unsure where things stand in regards to... that. So he's avoided asking. He's been unsure how to approach her about it for a while, but has finally made his mind up. Maybe his AU self wasn't entirely wrong in some respects... so today is it. He'll go to her place with some flowers and tell her how he feels.]

[The teleportation hits him right after he knocks on her door. Just as he's transported away, he holds up a bouquet of lilies... which are going to be held at YOUR character, wherever he appears, along with him being mid-sentence. Expect to see him ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE.]

-and I still have feelings for you.