Nai--- Nai! Wait, listen! Possible future or remembered past, you're the only one who determines what you do, who you become! I believe in you!
[ His words could catch up better to his brother than his actions, but someone who could fly could--
Vash turned towards the other him, and then froze, the severe way in which he was just tearing parts of himself hitting him viscerally. He did not know why he was turning on those beautiful feathers like that - not yet - but the action was both something he deeply wanted to do to himself... and looked horrifying from the side.
Wolfwood was already moving, already holding Vash's wrists, so Vash stepped to move around and wrap himself around his other self's back, holding him gently around the chest. He didn't know that the feathers were what caused the memories, or the connection, but he wasn't thinking of any of his own - just the present, and the soft, soothing calm that he radiated when he was trying to help upset Plants. And for good measure, he tried to project it as far as he could, in the hopes that it would reach Nai, too.
And the soft word that Wolfwood used, the one that slipped past his conscious mind, he was sure, from his heart, only steadied him in that loving calm. A memory attempted to flicker in his consciousness, of a nearly incoherent Wolfwood as Vash first met him, but he let it drift past, instead focusing on here and now. ]
Vash... please. It won't make him hurt less, for you to be in pain, or to punish yourself. Please.
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[ His words could catch up better to his brother than his actions, but someone who could fly could--
Vash turned towards the other him, and then froze, the severe way in which he was just tearing parts of himself hitting him viscerally. He did not know why he was turning on those beautiful feathers like that - not yet - but the action was both something he deeply wanted to do to himself... and looked horrifying from the side.
Wolfwood was already moving, already holding Vash's wrists, so Vash stepped to move around and wrap himself around his other self's back, holding him gently around the chest. He didn't know that the feathers were what caused the memories, or the connection, but he wasn't thinking of any of his own - just the present, and the soft, soothing calm that he radiated when he was trying to help upset Plants. And for good measure, he tried to project it as far as he could, in the hopes that it would reach Nai, too.
And the soft word that Wolfwood used, the one that slipped past his conscious mind, he was sure, from his heart, only steadied him in that loving calm. A memory attempted to flicker in his consciousness, of a nearly incoherent Wolfwood as Vash first met him, but he let it drift past, instead focusing on here and now. ]
Vash... please. It won't make him hurt less, for you to be in pain, or to punish yourself. Please.