[ Needing human weapons is pathetic, weird-self. You're so much more powerful than a measly metal thing! Still, the wrong Vash seems honest and his smile is less annoying when Vash isn't annoyed already. No hugging dead dogs. ]
Why?
[ He asks, but the Vash answer that's quickly. Family. Family means everything to Vash, but it's hard to see another self, an impostor and a reminder of how sick he used to be before he was reformed as family.
Vash is bored, though, and painfully lonely. ]
Alright. Get inside and don't get any stupid ideas.
[ The house is small and clean but covered almost everywhere with his roots on the inside as well. Huge ones to make places to sit, smaller ones holding some baskets for storage, a large coil of roots and flowers making a bed. ]
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Why?
[ He asks, but the Vash answer that's quickly. Family. Family means everything to Vash, but it's hard to see another self, an impostor and a reminder of how sick he used to be before he was reformed as family.
Vash is bored, though, and painfully lonely. ]
Alright. Get inside and don't get any stupid ideas.
[ The house is small and clean but covered almost everywhere with his roots on the inside as well. Huge ones to make places to sit, smaller ones holding some baskets for storage, a large coil of roots and flowers making a bed. ]