[Oh, they're being scary again, which he knew Spikey could do, but it was actually a surprise, coming from Blondie. But there was no denying that yes, that heavy, oppressive feeling that had at one point been his entire impression of Vash the Stampede was rolling through the car in waves between them, and it was making his skin zing with energy that he didn't like.
But he was quiet, looking back and forth between the two and hovering close to the one in the backseat, waiting for him to make a show of attacking so that he could stop him again if he needed to. It had been exhausting the first time, but that didn't matter. He would do it again if he had to. Anything to keep the other two safe and to keep him from rampaging across the countryside.
The fact that death seemed to be something that was beyond them now didn't matter. He didn't want to take any chances. He was just regretting a little, the fact that that also meant there might not be anything they could do to put this one out of everyone's misery, if he proved unable to be contained for any real length of time.
Of course, up in the driver's seat, the other him just had to pop off, and he rolled his eyes hard enough that his head dropped back with a groan that wasn't audible to the rest of the vehicle. Not that he was surprised. They never did have any common sense, did they?]
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But he was quiet, looking back and forth between the two and hovering close to the one in the backseat, waiting for him to make a show of attacking so that he could stop him again if he needed to. It had been exhausting the first time, but that didn't matter. He would do it again if he had to. Anything to keep the other two safe and to keep him from rampaging across the countryside.
The fact that death seemed to be something that was beyond them now didn't matter. He didn't want to take any chances. He was just regretting a little, the fact that that also meant there might not be anything they could do to put this one out of everyone's misery, if he proved unable to be contained for any real length of time.
Of course, up in the driver's seat, the other him just had to pop off, and he rolled his eyes hard enough that his head dropped back with a groan that wasn't audible to the rest of the vehicle. Not that he was surprised. They never did have any common sense, did they?]