it feels impossible to separate the tangled threads between what was genuine and what wasn't, the distrust that every interaction with other humans on the ship wasn't cloaked in layers of hidden agendas to incur pain and suffering on himself and vash. he doesn't know where to start or if it's even worth it now.
the only one he can trust is vash, even when he can't understand him.
his lip is bleeding now, but even the taste of blood on his tongue doesn't stop him from digging his canine in further. with his throat tight, still on the verge of tears despite his best efforts to stave off that terrible weakness, he finds it near impossible to respond.
instead, he steps closer to vash and takes his hand, gripping it tight. ]
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it feels impossible to separate the tangled threads between what was genuine and what wasn't, the distrust that every interaction with other humans on the ship wasn't cloaked in layers of hidden agendas to incur pain and suffering on himself and vash. he doesn't know where to start or if it's even worth it now.
the only one he can trust is vash, even when he can't understand him.
his lip is bleeding now, but even the taste of blood on his tongue doesn't stop him from digging his canine in further. with his throat tight, still on the verge of tears despite his best efforts to stave off that terrible weakness, he finds it near impossible to respond.
instead, he steps closer to vash and takes his hand, gripping it tight. ]