[ Without medicine, without bandages and sutures and sprays and all the things from the med lab, without even a blanket to lay her on, there's nothing Vash can do but hold her hand tightly, like his grip is the only thing keeping her here. ]

I know. I know, I'd be scared too, but they won't anyone hurt you, right? [ He smiles, a little shakily, up at the wings hovering above them, surrounding them. Guarding them. ] Even if it's me, and that's good. It's good to have somebody to protect you.

[ His little feathers wave cheerfully, twining around her arm. If he was bigger, he could maybe do more, but what can he do? He's just a kid, and there's nothing around but sand, and rocks, and sky. There's nothing he can do for her. ]