[It would be a terrible waste of all the effort either a person or a plant went into to make those donuts, so it's just right and proper they be consumed by someone who will fully appreciate them.
It's still hard not to be a little bit envious. The last time he'd had a donut, before the most recent incident, it had been just fine and delicious and NOW.. now he's stuck with bland boring things and vitamins because it's healthier. A pox on all healthy things, he wanted horribly unhealthy fried things and sweet things and everything that would probably make him terribly ill.
Nothing is immediately said to the confused look or the revelation that follows, just a slow rise of eyebrows. This isn't actually the first time he'd heard about something like that, he'd just completely tuned it out the first time mostly thanks to being in terrible shape and decided it must have all been a really bizarre fever dream.
The younger of the two makes a move that looks like it had been intended to be crossing his arms before he gives up on it. This could also be completely true, but it could ALSO be complete bullshit.]
Uh huh. How many is a lot? And if everyone's Vash, where's our brothers?
[This recontextualizes an earlier bit of conversation, when he'd asked basically the same question, but it's in a way disappointing. Knives might consider the wisdom and experience of an older plant, but probably not if that older plant is him.
An older him who can't catch a worm either, which didn't really bode well for his chances for getting enough protein in the near future.]
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It's still hard not to be a little bit envious. The last time he'd had a donut, before the most recent incident, it had been just fine and delicious and NOW.. now he's stuck with bland boring things and vitamins because it's healthier. A pox on all healthy things, he wanted horribly unhealthy fried things and sweet things and everything that would probably make him terribly ill.
Nothing is immediately said to the confused look or the revelation that follows, just a slow rise of eyebrows. This isn't actually the first time he'd heard about something like that, he'd just completely tuned it out the first time mostly thanks to being in terrible shape and decided it must have all been a really bizarre fever dream.
The younger of the two makes a move that looks like it had been intended to be crossing his arms before he gives up on it. This could also be completely true, but it could ALSO be complete bullshit.]
Uh huh. How many is a lot? And if everyone's Vash, where's our brothers?
[This recontextualizes an earlier bit of conversation, when he'd asked basically the same question, but it's in a way disappointing. Knives might consider the wisdom and experience of an older plant, but probably not if that older plant is him.
An older him who can't catch a worm either, which didn't really bode well for his chances for getting enough protein in the near future.]