Vincent is made because.... ::
Vincent walked into the dorm, seeing his sister sitting on the bed. She was in tears. This startled Vincent; he dashed over to Charlotte pulling her into an embrace. "Charlotte, what is wrong? Why are you crying?" Charlotte hugged her brother, leaning her form against his, "I needed a hug from you, Vincent. Today has been hectic, and it scard me. I tried to help Jason, but I seemed to only upset him further. Then I went to look for you, and Sora seemed to be upset too. I found out you were with Tsukiko, and I figured you were okay and having fun, so I didn't bother to come looking for you. But now I have my hug, so it's all okay."
Vincent sighed, "Charlotte... I don't want you hanging around Jason or Dante. Dante's dangerous, and something's not right with Jason either. Please, don't hang around them." Charlotte looked down, "But I..." "But what?" he asked, letting go of her. He soon understood what was going on. He gave her a disaproving stare, "No, Charlotte. No... please no. I don't want you involved with those two at all." She looked away as Vincent stood up.
He couldn't bring himself to tell her about him and Tsukiko, not now. Vincent turned around and marched out the door, walking himself down the hall.
::
Because of that.