Vincent stared in shock after April and Iron, who were briskly walking away from him. He frowned in disapproval even more, upon seeing April's arms wrapped around Iron's left arm. He was still frozen in his place from disbelief that April actually was at the airport to fetch her relatively good-looking hunk of a boyfriend.
If Vincent would be honest with himself, he was pretty much obsessed with knowing everything about April right now. It appeared clear to him that he knew less and less about April presently. When she disappeared eight years ago, he was worried because he knew he was responsible for April. However, he had always been this way, unable to admit his true intentions.
Meanwhile, when April was definitely sure that Vincent could not see nor hear them anymore, she disentangled her arms from Iron's muscular arms.
"Hi, Iron! I am sorry about all the confusion. I am Camille's best friend. My name is April."