Vincent grunts and revises another equation, before inspecting a conspicuously red candle. "Mother always did take pride in the enemies she garnered... I can't imagine this version of her being much different."

He pauses, then gives Kristoff an unusually sympathetic look, before turning back to his work. "However complicated matters between them might be, I always tell Audhild how lucky she is to still have a mother who loves her."