[ Knives walks right past him. Vash closes his eyes and allows himself just one moment to imagine the world he'd tried to build: the ships made it to their destination, ample resources allowed for healthy, vibrant growth, and he and his brother were happy, living among loving, caring humans on a distant green world.
And then he opens his eyes and all he can see is death. ]
I'm sorry.
[ He falls into step with Knives, just outside of arms reach to prevent his brother from feeling crowded, his gaze fixed on the road before them. ]
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And then he opens his eyes and all he can see is death. ]
I'm sorry.
[ He falls into step with Knives, just outside of arms reach to prevent his brother from feeling crowded, his gaze fixed on the road before them. ]
You found her.
[ It's not a question. ]