[And it may be needed again one day in the future, though he hoped not, and if so, that Vash would remember the price and that the more plants were involved the better it was for everyone. It was the best he could hope for, for now, with the ordinarily bulbed Sisters scrounging for what meat they can, and the apology of some left in the sand. The other half .. that's significant. There was enough power here that they could bull through it regardless, but it would be a better heal if the larger pieces could be found, more time spent on fine detail over gross requirements of blood and organs.
He doesn't switch tones to speak to Vash OR Tessla from the reassurance he was doing his best to offer to her, taking the offered hand in his own, rough and calloused by time but still careful, but there's a brief look of question or pleading to Vash - somewhere out there is legs, or more. They needed it.]
I can! I've been hurt like this before, and it was terrible, but I got better.
[It's true, and the lack of a lie is an evidence of its own that he allows to bleed through. They can survive this, and worse.]
Healing is mercy too, the ... unseen thing probably simply didn't know how to help in any other way. You don't have to be afraid anymore. We'll always come, if you call. And if anyone tries to cut you apart again... [He keeps it buried, carefully, ever so carefully, but there's a brief edge to his voice he can't hide.] Then I will do to them what they've done to you, and I will be certain they are awake when I do it.
[It eases quickly, now isn't the time for bloody revenge.]
It may take our brother a minute to find something for us, so if it's okay, we'll wait just a little bit. He's good at finding things, though.
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[And it may be needed again one day in the future, though he hoped not, and if so, that Vash would remember the price and that the more plants were involved the better it was for everyone. It was the best he could hope for, for now, with the ordinarily bulbed Sisters scrounging for what meat they can, and the apology of some left in the sand. The other half .. that's significant. There was enough power here that they could bull through it regardless, but it would be a better heal if the larger pieces could be found, more time spent on fine detail over gross requirements of blood and organs.
He doesn't switch tones to speak to Vash OR Tessla from the reassurance he was doing his best to offer to her, taking the offered hand in his own, rough and calloused by time but still careful, but there's a brief look of question or pleading to Vash - somewhere out there is legs, or more. They needed it.]
I can! I've been hurt like this before, and it was terrible, but I got better.
[It's true, and the lack of a lie is an evidence of its own that he allows to bleed through. They can survive this, and worse.]
Healing is mercy too, the ... unseen thing probably simply didn't know how to help in any other way. You don't have to be afraid anymore. We'll always come, if you call. And if anyone tries to cut you apart again... [He keeps it buried, carefully, ever so carefully, but there's a brief edge to his voice he can't hide.] Then I will do to them what they've done to you, and I will be certain they are awake when I do it.
[It eases quickly, now isn't the time for bloody revenge.]
It may take our brother a minute to find something for us, so if it's okay, we'll wait just a little bit. He's good at finding things, though.