"Mm." Vincent grunts in acknowledgment as he looks over the various items of arcana available to him. "Dimensional navigation may be the one area in which my experience already surpasses my fa-- your master's." He says, without bragging or uncertainty. He certainly could have left this Earth anytime he wished, save for the life he had built here.

What was left of it.

"My emotional bond with Audhild is not yet as firm as I would like, but our shared genetics and divine.. 'spark', the Odinforce as I understand it is known in Asgard, would be more alike each other than any other beings alive. It is a good place to start." Vincent seems detached, all the rage and stress of recent, and present, events seeming to have put carefully to one side. A casual observer would have a hard time discerning if he's simply broken at this point or fully invested in the task at hand.

He begins scribbling runic notations on the floor, occasionally peppered with human advanced mathematical equations.