[ It's more than ten miles to December. They're going to be walking for several hours. ]
If you like. [ He hands the massive book back, but his attention is on Knives's torn lip still, and the trouble he can see written all over his brother's face.
Although his heart isn't in it, Vash fixes his smile even brighter, and chirps: ]
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If you like. [ He hands the massive book back, but his attention is on Knives's torn lip still, and the trouble he can see written all over his brother's face.
Although his heart isn't in it, Vash fixes his smile even brighter, and chirps: ]
Does that mean I should carry you?