[ Those blue eyes look amused as Vash peers into the front mirror and the thing there giving little quips again. Poor little vermin, he had a point. ] Mmm... he was only a year old, you know. Terribly sorry everyone didn't die in the crash, but cockroaches are always so very hard to kill.
[ He glances back at the sickening mirror of himself, raising a brow. ] Not yet, but truth is relative in a place like this, isn't it? [ Vash smirks, moving his arm (carefully, slowly) to a more comfortable position. ] I remember you and it. I remember walking away and finding another... thing. We fought. Then I woke up here.
[ He took damage, he can tell. The blue eyes narrow as he looks up at Vash, anger and fear rising. ] If you bastards hurt them in any way...
[ If he could make sure his children were okay, the town of independents sounded like a good place to go - because what did he care about extra Vashes and Wolfwoods? Some Nais, though... he needs that. He needs him. ]
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[ He glances back at the sickening mirror of himself, raising a brow. ] Not yet, but truth is relative in a place like this, isn't it? [ Vash smirks, moving his arm (carefully, slowly) to a more comfortable position. ] I remember you and it. I remember walking away and finding another... thing. We fought. Then I woke up here.
[ He took damage, he can tell. The blue eyes narrow as he looks up at Vash, anger and fear rising. ] If you bastards hurt them in any way...
[ If he could make sure his children were okay, the town of independents sounded like a good place to go - because what did he care about extra Vashes and Wolfwoods? Some Nais, though... he needs that. He needs him. ]