No, the car wasn't part of the plan, trust me...[Not that he was naming names. Again, he understood. There was a reason his younger, living counterpart had done what he'd done, obviously, but Spikey didn't have to know that.
But then, the uncomfortable questions start coming out, and he cringed with every part of his existence, glancing back and forth between the two Vashes awkwardly.
He really didn't want to force Vash to have to sit through this type of questioning. It was invasive at best, and none of his damn business, frankly.
But...damnit. It was also, unfortunately, really fucking important.]
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But then, the uncomfortable questions start coming out, and he cringed with every part of his existence, glancing back and forth between the two Vashes awkwardly.
He really didn't want to force Vash to have to sit through this type of questioning. It was invasive at best, and none of his damn business, frankly.
But...damnit. It was also, unfortunately, really fucking important.]