[ nai watches as his older self carefully plays the notes and listens. filing away pieces of information to formulate future plans, every sense and nerve lit with the thrum of energy. he's walking a fine line here and now, even considering such an act goes against everything vash had told him.
he wants to make the right choice. the only one that would make his brother happy and keep their sisters safe, but everything he's been told is a warning against making the wrong choices. even now, as knives speaks, the memory of vash carrying him through the desert reaches out.
uncertainty grips him by the throat, even now. oh, how he wishes he could rid himself of such terrible weakness! ]
Vash could never know the truth. [ he speaks quietly, mulling. lifting a finger, he presses down on the out of tune key before him. ] I was born to protect him, no matter what. [ he takes in a breath, finger curling over the key. ] ... What about Rem?
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he wants to make the right choice. the only one that would make his brother happy and keep their sisters safe, but everything he's been told is a warning against making the wrong choices. even now, as knives speaks, the memory of vash carrying him through the desert reaches out.
uncertainty grips him by the throat, even now. oh, how he wishes he could rid himself of such terrible weakness! ]
Vash could never know the truth. [ he speaks quietly, mulling. lifting a finger, he presses down on the out of tune key before him. ] I was born to protect him, no matter what. [ he takes in a breath, finger curling over the key. ] ... What about Rem?