This Vash doesn’t have the slightest idea what day it is. Ever since he arrived, time seems to be moving differently for him than for everyone else – a trip he expected to take three days seems to have lasted several weeks, and often he doesn’t even end up in the place he was going. At first he thought he was just losing time, which was frightening enough, but now he’s almost certain that it’s a residual effect of the spacetime warping that brought them all here, like ripples on a bathtub.

So he doesn’t know why Vash is so distraught, doesn’t have any idea what memory he could be lost in… but it doesn’t matter. It’s a place he’s been before and, thanks to a dear friend, he knows a solution.

“That’s so terrible!” he chirps, coming over to kneel next to the two men. He only spares Wolfwood a brief glance – his attention has to be on Vash right now, sorry – but that glance should leave no doubt as to which Vash this is. They have a lot to talk about, this quick look promises – please stay.

And then he’s back, focused on Vash, kneeling right beside the man and holding his hands out for Vash’s, if he would like to take them. “I just so happen to know a magic trick to help with that, but I’m going to need your help, okay?” He sounds like a kindergarten teacher – he sounds like Milly. His expression is as open and bright as he can make it, smiling kindly as though there’s nothing wrong in the entire world. “We need to find a rainbow. Can you help me find something here, right now, that’s red?”

Come focus on the world around you, Vash, instead of whatever nightmares are in your head. Come be here, be present. It’ll be okay.