[ there's a part of him so happy being able to give vash some small amount of comfort simply by being here. if holding him tight and with promises to stay close gave his brother some peace of mind, nai would never let go.

he had so many questions, the roots, the strangely glowing flowers, his brother's appearance... it was all so vastly different from what he's come to expect here. ]

I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Vash- [ for making him wait, for leaving him alone when vash needed him. vash strokes his hair back, still messy from sleep. he thinks about vash still back in bed, soon to wake up alone himself. his heart hurts. ]

How? Everyone has told me [ shown him, unwillingly, accidentally - ] that it isn't possible. Not like... [ he trails off, looking away as he worries his lower lip. ] I don't know. [ his shoulders fall, frustration creasing his brows. then, as if just realizing what vash had said, he looks back up. ] ... Kids?